Palma day 4

Palma Day 4: Burnt buns, bus trauma & secondhand high behavior 🚍🦞🤣

So yesterday… continued.
With a bus ride from hell that felt like being a sardine in a human soup can.
Hot, crowded, and why-the-hell-am-I-doing-this energy.
We were squeezed tighter than my bikini after breakfast.
Finally made it to Palma YAY?
Except we missed the stop, navigated like confused squirrels, walked 5000 emotional miles, and THEN hopped on ANOTHER bus that aged us both five years.

At long last: Magaluf.
We stumbled into Bondi Beach Club like survivors of public transport trauma.
Rewarded ourselves with divine poké bowls and daiquiris so strong I momentarily forgot I was a burned baboon.

Hit the beach, where I was strictly forbidden from lying on my stomach because
HELLO, I need full-body lobster symmetry.
Meanwhile, my crispy butt cheeks were SCREAMING.
I’m out there like:
"Filippa, I love you, but this sand feels like tiny knives on my baboon ass."
She rolled her eyes, I gave her 2.5 hours.
She wanted peace.
I wanted cocktails.

Time's up. We dash to the bus except LOL, no dash needed.
We stood there marinating in weed clouds like side dishes at a Snoop Dogg barbecue.
By the time we got back to the hotel, we may or may not have been accidentally high.

Filippa inhaled her dessert at dinner like she had the munchies of the century
and we started laughing like hyenas at a stand-up show.
Tears. Snorts. Full chaos.
We concluded: secondhand high or just actual insanity? Unclear. But iconic.

Then at midnight, our neighbor knocked on the wall
the international “shut the f*ck up” signal.
So we became Responsible Adults, zipped our mouths, and tucked ourselves into bed like two crispy angels.

This morning?
Yes, I did my zombie-style powerwalk.
Hurt throat, zero soul.
And I know EXACTLY who to blame:

FUCK YOU FILIPPA.
You’ve infected me like some glitter-coated plague fairy.
You’re out here spreading germs like confetti at Coachella.
Like a disease-delivering Disney princess.
Like the human version of a coughing glitter bomb.

Anyway.
Let’s see what fresh chaos today brings.
Manifesting aloe, cocktails, and no more public transport trauma 🙏

#BootyBurn
#BusRide #PalmaLäs mer