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We woke bright and early on our last day in Barcelona and grabbed our rental car, Denia bound. Driving through the country side, talking, laughing, blasting music, it was beautiful. We  got horribly lost for a couple of hours but, with the help of some guardian angels I imagine, we finally found the ferry that would take us to Ibiza.   





















Our first night there we were pretty wiped out and ended up crashing early.  Th next few days were filled with exploring though!  We dissevered a gorgeous restaurant right on the beach called Tulip Cafe and ate the most delicious croquets.  And the day after that we hopped on a little boat that brought us Cala Basa Beach in under 30 minutes. Each night we would sit on our balcony and share a cigar as we wrote in our travel journals and wished this would never end.
























Like I mentioned in the Camp Bisco post, we only had 24 hours in between coming home from the festival and heading to the airport.  For the next month we'd be traveling to seven different places.  Our first destination: Barcelona, Spain.
Our flight was long but after waiting in line for 45,000 hours at Bisco, I'm confident I can now endure any amount of waiting.  We arrived early in the morning, so early that our hotel room wasn't ready yet. So we dropped our bags off with the bellboy and eagerly set out to discover what wonders awaited us in the city.






We quickly realized that everything in Barcelona, created in Gaudi's brilliant eye, is stunning.  From the architecture, to the streets, and all of the adorable cafes in between.  We agreed this place felt like home.  We popped into "Gambito," intrigued by the sign that boasted a breakfast buffet for only 6 euro, and the spread was outrageous.  For our very first meal abroad, it was killer.




At last, our room was ready and we headed back towards our hotel.  We never expected it to be so grand but our room was like nothing I've ever experienced before.  The view was breathtaking, and there was so much to do! There were two swimming pools, two restaurants, and a gorgeous garden.  We showered, changed and of course explored more of the city, but later that night we couldn't help but get excited just to go back to the hotel for dinner! (Which was incredible.)  A complete dream come true.



For over a year, my wanderlust had been slowly bubbling up inside me.  I was desperately craving adventure and working my butt off with the images of future trips branded into my brain. When I met Jeff, a boyfriend was the last thing that would fit into my plan.  I was going to take the world by storm!  And NOTHING was going to keep that from happening, especially a relationship (which, in my experience, only ever dragged me down.)  I was pretty sure there was only an endlessly spinning globe where my heart should be.  However, all things happen exactly when they're meant to, and despite my best efforts to avoid him, he soon discovered I did in fact have one of those red, beating, (generally) bad decision makers. We were suddenly, passionately in love.   I never expected that anyone would support my crazy dreams of a wild globe trotting let alone hop on the next plane with me.  But less than a year later, with (hardly) adequate funds, we quit our jobs and ran off into Jeffronica Adventure Palooza 2015 (the official name.)  This was going to be the Summer of all Summers.  We kicked it off with a 3 day music festival in Pennsylvania, and 24 hours after returning home, we were jet setting off again for a month of traveling Europe... and 24 hours after returning from THERE... we boarded yet another plane to spend a week in Mexico.  And then we were done I promise.    



We might have waited in line for 9 hours (literally) but we were still smiling and it was all worth it. 



















Everything about the weekend was a dream.  The festival was set up on the side of Montage Mountain right next to a water park that we got free access to every day.  We danced the nights away, ate crepes oozing with nutella and peanut butter, rode to the top of the mountain in a ski lift, and made memories we'll never forget.  We made it out just in time to drive home in the pouring rain, but after the skies cleared, the most insane rainbow was left behind.  It felt like pure magic.. but that was only the beginning.