Although Miami carnival road march is my absolute least favorite of all road marches, the carnival weekend is at the top of my list. My Caribbean peeps from around the globe fly in for a week of straight bacchanal at what I like to call “The Annual Caribbean Reunion”
I was supposed to fly out Thur nite, but the anticipation got the best of me and I switched to an early afternoon flight. Stockpiled the condo with booze, relaxed then spent the evening picking up Autobots from the airport.
|DJ Private Ryan & Walshy Fire|
Another pregame fete at the condo Friday nite and it was off to Big Phatt beach party at Nikki beach. The girls had a blast. Shots shots shots, they were wine’n on every sexy man that passed by them. My main concern was getting out onto the beach, I couldn't be that close to the beach and play in the water. So they honored my request and we went out and danced in the sand for a while. Then back inside to bump and grind. I had a good time, no complaints.
Paco called jouvert the equivalent to Monday mas in Trinidad and like I said in my Trinidad blog, I had more fun on Monday than I did on Tuesday. I can’t wait to do jouvert next year; I think I just might come a lil earlier.
Lesson here... no mo midnight boat rides.
Carnival was Sunday and as carnival pros we know to arrive whenever the *BEEP* we feel like it and NOT 10am like the bands advise. 2 of my peeps were in Generation X, 2 of my peeps were in Euphoria Mas, and 3 of my other peeps designed their own costume and we comprised the band "Party Crashers Inc. (PCI)" I’m pretty sure PCI had the most fun on the road and should win band of the year. We started the parade with Gen X, wandered around for a while and ended with Euphoria. I had a dayym good time regardless of the horrible parade route that has you doing laps around Sun Life Stadium. Booze, soca and friends equal a good time wherever.
Got like an hour power nap after carnival and it was off to Bongos for Jabba Strikes Back round 1am. I was pretty useless there. I had nothing left to give. I only stayed about 90min and then it was off to bed dammit!!! A couple of the girls stayed later and partied their lives away. I did however eat like a champ Nom Nom Nom!!! Some people don’t like Jabba because they say it is too packed. I will admit the inside is Fire Hazard jammed packed, but they play reggae inside so I am very content in the large open area outside where the soca is played and there is plenty of space to dance. It has its own bars, bathrooms and seating areas so I’m good.
Monday a couple of the peeps flew out and the others spent the first half of the day stockpiling energy. Around 6pm we went to the Glasshouse fete back at Solare Gardens. Lesson learned here is if you are gonna party at Solare Gardens, do so at the beginning of the long weekend. By Monday the bathrooms were like something out of a Dave Chappelle Popcopy skit. Other than an insane fear of having to go to the bathroom, Glasshouse was a blast although I really wanted to go to Wet Fete. The girls once again GOT IT IN.
There was no last lap for us Monday nite, We had an old people fete at the condo and we were in bed nice and early like good little girls. Well, MOST of us were in bed early like good girls. Once again NO NAMES!!!It was just the two Panamanians left to hold down the fete fort Tuesday. Hilariously I was supposed to leave Tuesday morning, but I wasn’t ready to leave. I changed my flight and hit the beach and then ended up missing my 2nd flight. I just wasn’t meant to leave Miami. muahahaha keep the party going!
|The beauty of Miami|
Over all I wanna say that I was really impressed that the Caribbean DJs are playing more and more African chunes. Slightly out dated chunes, but progress is progress. See you mutha socas next year!!! MUAH!!! xoxo