Three nights without sleep! Unicorn victim Tobias at the end of his rope!

November is here, and that means unicorn season! 🌈 Last year it hacked our Instagram account and in the end made friends with Katie over a game of volleyball. We thought things would calm down now. 😅 Wrong!

This year the unicorn set its sights on camp newbie Tobias. He arrived with a performance shirt, a printed training plan and one firm belief: unicorns don't exist. 🙈 A fatal mistake. The unicorn simply couldn't let that slide…

What happened so far:

Incident at the airport: Right on arrival in Valencia, a suitcase with a rainbow strap and a tag reading "Handle with glitter" and UNICORN2027 came rolling along the baggage belt.
At that point Tobias had no idea what was coming.
Chaos in the hotel room: On Tuesday, Tobias' shoes were standing on the bedside table, glitter everywhere. Sofie at reception, without looking up: "Ah. That's the unicorn."
Tobias shook his head, left in a hurry and wondered where on earth he'd ended up.
Towels disappeared: On Wednesday his towel was hanging two metres up a palm tree. On the label: UNICORN2027.
Tobias took a photo as evidence, but what did it mean?
A never-ending nightmare: On Thursday his room was filled with 155 rainbow balloons. Each one was stuffed with confetti, which made tidying up endless.
Training plans were optimised: "15 minutes running" became "15 minutes galloping". Head coach Marta: "We're doing it, it'll be fun." 🏇
Creative coffee art: On Friday the milk foam read, in perfect latte art: UNICORN2027. Dani, our bar manager, swears he had nothing to do with it. ☕ More evidence, instantly captured on camera – but Tobias still didn't understand a thing.

Day by day, things went further downhill for Tobias... 

In desperation he texted his mate that there was a guy walking around here claiming to be a unicorn. 
After the third night without sleep he finally wanted to catch the "colleague in the cheap costume": phone camera ready, a protein bar as bait on the balcony. 
Then… at 0:17 a horn glowed in the doorway in the moonlight. Tobias' phone dropped to the floor. "Good evening," he gasped, eyes wide open. 
The unicorn nodded, silently placed a glittering message in a bottle on the bed, took the bar and vanished. 😱 

And the happy ending? 🥹

At breakfast Tobias appeared as white as a sheet, the message in a bottle in his hand. He stirred salt into his coffee without noticing. "It. Is. Real," he stammered to himself. Katie: "Welcome to the team." The message read:

"For my friends. Even for those who only believe in me now. 10% off your next camp. The word you photographed but never read is UNICORN2027. PS: The bar was drier than a unicorn fart. 3 stars."

"That's a discount code," Tobias realised. Katie: "That's THE discount code."

In the afternoon he stood on court with his "optimised" plan and galloped for 15 minutes, loudly and completely seriously. Half the camp joined in. In the evening, someone white waved at him from the terrace with a cocktail. He waved back. The next morning, written on his mirror in lipstick: "SEE YOU NEXT YEAR, TOBIAS." 😄

Where did the unicorn get the discount code? 🤫

From us. It steals it from our booking system every night. Press officer Lea Wacker:
"We've changed the password three times. The next morning it was on the mirror anyway.
We have a suspicion, and it has hooves." We'll let it slide once again. The code is 100% valid!

How to get the discount:

Enter the code UNICORN2027 when you book by 30.11.26 and save 10% on all
2027 beach volleyball camps.

Warning: we can't guarantee the unicorn won't show up at your place too. It's not on any
guest list, it doesn't knock and it has a weakness for shoes – so it could get you too.

But hey, a little adventure is part of the fun!😉

We can't wait to see you 🌈🦄

Your Volleytours team