Sunday, December 30, 2007
a couple pineapple+rum drinks later, i can't remember the name of the reggae cover band. but they were fantastic, providing an all ages dance up.
a nightime notation: a lot of white people have a tough time with rhythm, something i can't quite comprehend. it's a beat. you listen and you move appropriately. seems like, duh.
+another: the first time i came down here. i was 17..like these chic a dee's, i thought i looked like+acted+seemed at least 21 or 25. when in fact. i, like they, seem 16 or 17. perky tits, falling on the floor, barely dressed and obviously terribly experienced. o youth.
so we had to drive to the airport..fine by me, it's pretty sweet in there.
p.s. this is the 1st atm i've ever been to that gives you hundo's.