Once upon a time, I took the challenge to go and work as an animator in a 4 star hotel in a small village on Ibiza. What I was thinking? I don’t know. Many young people my age would have been excited, but Ibiza is/was just not my piece of cake: wasted, half naked people, techno and lots of coke. We were living in a villa, outside the village, with a swimming pool. That was the great part of it. But… (and that a big BUT) all 14 of us were living there divided over 4 rooms. It was rather crowded.  I didn’t really get along with the group. They were all rather superficial, enjoying parties, drugs and nice dresses and make up. I didn’t really fit in the profile. The salary was crappy too. But it was an experience that I will never forget. I even made it to the cabaret show, as one of the performers… me, the shy girl, on stage… Oh yeah!