At the start of July I headed off to Albufeira for my best friends hen weekend. This was the first hen weekend or girls holiday I’d been on, so I was both excited and nervous.
As you can read in my last post, it didn’t start too well with my flying issues but once we got to the villa I put that behind me and got onto enjoying the weekend.
We had a lovely bright red villa for 3 nights which was not far out of the Albufeira strip, but far enough away that it was very peaceful during the day. The villa had plenty of rooms, bathrooms and a nice pool area which was great for the 9 of us. I shared a downstairs room with my other best friend.
When we got in the majority of ladies headed to the local supermarket for supplies and 3 of us stayed behind to decorate. One of the hens had ordered balloons, decor and some pool inflatables, so we had lots of work blowing up all of those up before the rest got back.
After some pizzas and drinks we got ready with our mini mouse ears and headed out for our first night on the strip. The owner of the villa picked us up and dropped us at his recommended bar at the end of the strip called Albufeira 66. If you’re heading to the strip I’d recommend a visit, it was a good bar with nice bar staff decent music and you can dance on the end of the bar, which is obviously one of the first things we did. Later on we moved next door for more drinks and a few of the hens tried out their mechanical bull, which was pretty hilarious.
By the end of the night we’d visited a few other bars, purchased flip flops and were carrying our heels and ended the night with a visit to the kebab shop before hailing a taxi back. This night ended hilariously with the hen being so drunk she face planted the seat in the taxi, was giggling so much and then passed out half way down the stairs, meaning we had to carry her back up. I’ll forever remind her of that night and my favourite picture of the weekend is her passed out at the top of the stairs.
The next day we chilled out by the pool and after the late night people were up surprisingly early, although with a sore head. By lunch time we took a walk into the strip for food and to check out the England game. The atmosphere in the bars was pretty awesome, even though I’m not into football it was a great experience, especially since we won.
Saturday evening was another trip into the strip, which started with dinner in a nice restaurant at the more quiet end of the strip. We then moved onto some bars where the hen got to make a cocktail and we got to pick the playlist, we put on the most cheesy pop songs to start our night. We eventually ended up back at Albufeira 66 and spent the rest of the night dancing away in there. We somehow ended up with an England flag which made a good limbo stick replacement and got plenty of random people joining in. We ended the night with a ride back to the villa in a tuk tuk.
Sunday day time was much the same as Saturday, we chilled by the pool and a few of us headed out for some lunch. We decided to have a more chilled Sunday evening and headed into the Old Town, which seemed lovely and I wouldn’t mind heading back there some day. We had dinner in a lovely restaurant on the beach front, which consisted of a pitcher of sangria, calamari and veggie fajitas. I was stuffed and in a very happy food coma. We had a look at some shops on the way back and I some how managed to fit the most amazing mint chocolate gelato into my already full belly. We ended the night with drinks around the pool, some hen games such as Mr & Mrs and advice for the bride.
It was such a shame to head back on the Monday, although I was so excited to see my husband, the cats and my own bed.
After this weekend I would be excited to go on more girly weekends. Being quite awkward around new people I have to admit I was quite anxious but I had an amazing weekend that I will always remember.