It was a whirlwind really. We left on the 5th July at 3:30 am! To make life easier a few of my friends stayed over the night before and my darling mother gave us a lift in to the airport. Of course we didn't sleep much, giggling and getting excited about our impending girls holiday - there was also a rather mysterious phone call which interrupted us all.
When we got to the airport our 34 person group was buzzing with excitement but soon we were checked in and up in the departure lounge where - in true Magalluf style - we had our first drink of the holiday at 4:30 am (don't judge). By 6:30 we were taking off and of course running on empty - I'm sure the sound of 34 snoring beauties overwhelmed the flight crew.
Now I'm not going to bore you with every detail of my holiday and as everyone knows what happens in Magalluf, Stays in Magalluf. What I will do, however, is show you guys a few pictures that don't fall into the NSFW category (kidding there were none of those).
I'm off to see Madonna tomorrow in London! I don't even know what to wear, my wardrobe hasn't recovered from Magalluf yet!