Travel to Ibiza

Last summer we went to Ibiza with a group of friends. On 15th of July we went to Barcelona and we took the Ferry and started the journey to Ibiza. In the Ferry, Edgard puked. Next day we arrived to Ibiza and we accommodated in the youth hostel.
At afternoon we went to the beach where Ares build a sand castle. At night we went to the disco and we met two beautiful girls.
When we were getting home Edgar puked again on Joan's feet. Later, we got the bed and we slept all the morning.
A policeman woke us because he was knocking the door, Martí opened the door but he didn't see him because he was sleepy. The policeman came for a reason, he wanted to catch Edgard and keep him in prision.

The story ended sad, because we had to go back home without Edgard...
Nowadays, we still don't know anything about him, even if he's still alive or not.

Martí Roca, Joan Ribes i Ares Mir.