Did I go clubbing? Yesssssssssssssssssss! I went to Carl Cox's closing night at Space. Poor Pete hates dance music, so I parked him in the chillout room and was a very responsible girlfriend in remembering to go back and visit him about once an hour. I wasn't allowed to take my camera in (boo hiss stupid rules) so I couldn't get any shots of the fantastic spectacle, the size of the club, the laser show, the dancers or the djs. I was a bit miffed about it, because I've taken photos in all the big London clubs, there were people who'd smuggled their cameras in but we saw one being ejected(!), so I'm glad I checked mine in at the door.
We had a ferry ride from Sant Antoni after a day visit there. The town itself lived up to its hideous reputation, full of very drunk and badly behaved (mainly British) youths, but the marina was nicer.