Party animal, I am not. I’m the girl that would rather hang out in a chilled bar with a cool rum based cocktail in one hand and a slice of pepperoni pizza in the other. So classy, I know. However, when I attended TBEX in Lloret de Mar, I saw that one of the pre-TBEX activities was a catamaran tour along the coast. So, I signed my name right up. Sangria, BBQ and summer fun on a boat? YES PLEASE. Oh and there was a bit of networking to do too, this was TBEX after all.
The last time I was on a catamaran, I was in Crete in 2008. On that trip, I’d fallen asleep on the deck after having a swim in the ocean. I stupidly hadn’t reapplied my suncream and my face got so badly sunburnt that my friend called me Freddy Kreuger for the rest of the trip. So this time, to avoid any unwanted embarrassment, I layered up on the SPF 30 and joined fellow TBEXers as we all excitedly waited for the catamaran to pull up to the shore.
As we set sail, the music picks up and the sun started to shine. A bunch of giddy travel bloggers are chattering away, with some looking more nervous than others. Including me. Social situations are not my strong point but what the heck, that’s what the sangria’s for right? I grabbed a glass, well, plastic cup, and went to hang out with some friendly looking faces on the open deck of the catamaran.The weather was glorious and the scenery…Well. It. Was. Beautiful. And the coastline of Lloret de Mar was not what I was expecting at all. A rocky, rugged, hot mess of sandstone coloured cliffs and hidden coves. A far cry from the commercialised, skyscraper, tourist laden image I had previously had in my head.
It wasn’t long before we were docked at the beach for the afternoon. A beautiful golden beach that looked as if it had been made by the beach gods. The only way to get to it though, was by jumping in the not so warm looking turquoise sea. Which, you know, I totally would’ve done except that I was hungry and as usual, my stomach won over any other thought I was having at that time. Damn you delicious BBQ, stopping me from jumping into the sea. *shakes fist menacingly.
So as I stuffed my face with sausage – stop giggling right there – sweetcorn, rice and burgers with lashing of tomato ketchup, I watched others, who obviously weren’t as concerned as I was with the food, teeter on the edge of the plank and launch themselves into the water.
It looked lush, it did, but I was quite content for that day to be sat on the edge of the boat, thinking how the heck did life get so beautiful. Yes, it was such a hippie moment but I LOVED it.
After a couple more sangrias, and a second trip back to the BBQ station the music was in full force and people were dancing about, enjoying the developing party atmosphere on the boat. And do you know what? It was so much fun. It’s been a long time since I was in a place where everyone was just living in the moment, talking about travel and being happy.
It wasn’t long before the dance routines started as the catamaran set sail back to Lloret de Mar. I’m not entirely sure what songs I danced to, no, not because of the sangria consumption, but I’d never heard of any of these songs in my life. I’m so out of touch. Yet within 30 seconds of the song starting, I had a dance routine down and I was bopping away like I’d been doing it all my life. My 7 year old self would have been proud. Now what I looked like in my head and what I actually looked like, are probably two completely separate stories. In my head, these dance routines were awesome. I could’ve so easily been a back up dancer in one of Beyonce’s videos, I was that good. In reality though, the rocking boat on the choppy water and my lack of balance, again not the sangria consumption, meant I would’ve won first prize in some sort of falling over contest. And to think I wanted to avoid embarrassment on this trip, yet here I was, throwing my self into its hands.
Soon enough, we landed back on the beach at Lloret de Mar with windswept hair and happy smiles. I say I’m not a party girl but maybe I can make an exception for a catamaran boat party? That’s okay, right? Because I would do this trip all over again in an instant. I might even jump in the water next time…
Who else was on the catamaran tour in Lloret de Mar? Did you have a good time too? Have you been on a boat party anywhere else in the world? I’d love to hear what it was like!