Everyone has a decent sleep and wakes up to…..Stormy weather!!!!!! It is blimming chucking it down – I am not amused!! Aaron tells us he’s ran out of money so has to leave on the 1st June instead of with us on the 7th….can’t actually believe it’s finally happened…he looks pretty gutted but says at least he gets to see Barbados for a couple of days…poor bloke.
We waste some time doing laundry and go on the internet at the hostel. The weather is so pants, just so humid with major bouts of rain – you just can’t do anything…..however, we hit Miami beach just for a walk. Vanstone and Aaron have a dip! It’s so much warmer than Venice beach sea! Don’t ask me which sea/ocean it is – not good at that schizz!! We all head back and get changed and go out for some grub on the sea front. This place is so much more happening than Venice Beach! So many swanky restaurants and bars, with uber posh cars outside! I’ve seen Rolls, Jags all lined up on the street – this place is spilling over with money and posers…..great to watch! We have dinner in this crazy Latino place with scantily clad dancers on the bar and a live band. It’s such a good atmosphere and the mojitos are flowing!
The boys are being good and head home early so Vanstone and I hunt for a club, to make some shapes on the dance floor! However, we get told its $20 to get in?!? Er hello – it’s a Wednesday nite!! So we haggle with this bloke and get in for $2 each – yes, $2 each – read it and weep suckas!! But….. it’s…..dead!!!! think Subway Cowgate but with white walls as opposed to black walls. There aren’t many peeps in here apart from a load of drunken American kids and some big woman dancing on a block, shoving her large bottom in some bloke’s face….he’s loving it actually….I have an experience with the barman….he decides to squirt lemon ALL over me by accident – he was so worried bless him – no tip for him though!!
We have a boogie then head along the street and get stopped by a crowd of P.R peeps, that just put on loads of wristbands on you. It looks like you get in for VIP but the truth, is they don’t! You rock up to the door and they still charge you $20, cos it’s now after ‘such n such’ a time - yeah yeah – I aint paying £15 to get in a club midweek people!!!! Oh and apparently a smart black, shirt-dress n flipflops is not suitable attire – but jeans and heels is best!! PAH!! Jog on matey!
We head down to the seafront and find this nice bar and have good girlie chats over some vino. It’s about 2am and they’re closing so decide to go home, until we get stopped by some dude outside a lively bit – he says its 2 4 1 and free to get in – whoohoo we say and in we go….…..big mistake!!! Hmmm….as soon as our butts hit the chair, we get chatted up by some dodgy individuals who want to take us for a walk along the beach – er hello?!?!?! What is that?! So we leave there pretty sharpish! Such a random night and all I can think is ‘Crazy Americans!’
We waste some time doing laundry and go on the internet at the hostel. The weather is so pants, just so humid with major bouts of rain – you just can’t do anything…..however, we hit Miami beach just for a walk. Vanstone and Aaron have a dip! It’s so much warmer than Venice beach sea! Don’t ask me which sea/ocean it is – not good at that schizz!! We all head back and get changed and go out for some grub on the sea front. This place is so much more happening than Venice Beach! So many swanky restaurants and bars, with uber posh cars outside! I’ve seen Rolls, Jags all lined up on the street – this place is spilling over with money and posers…..great to watch! We have dinner in this crazy Latino place with scantily clad dancers on the bar and a live band. It’s such a good atmosphere and the mojitos are flowing!
The boys are being good and head home early so Vanstone and I hunt for a club, to make some shapes on the dance floor! However, we get told its $20 to get in?!? Er hello – it’s a Wednesday nite!! So we haggle with this bloke and get in for $2 each – yes, $2 each – read it and weep suckas!! But….. it’s…..dead!!!! think Subway Cowgate but with white walls as opposed to black walls. There aren’t many peeps in here apart from a load of drunken American kids and some big woman dancing on a block, shoving her large bottom in some bloke’s face….he’s loving it actually….I have an experience with the barman….he decides to squirt lemon ALL over me by accident – he was so worried bless him – no tip for him though!!
We have a boogie then head along the street and get stopped by a crowd of P.R peeps, that just put on loads of wristbands on you. It looks like you get in for VIP but the truth, is they don’t! You rock up to the door and they still charge you $20, cos it’s now after ‘such n such’ a time - yeah yeah – I aint paying £15 to get in a club midweek people!!!! Oh and apparently a smart black, shirt-dress n flipflops is not suitable attire – but jeans and heels is best!! PAH!! Jog on matey!
We head down to the seafront and find this nice bar and have good girlie chats over some vino. It’s about 2am and they’re closing so decide to go home, until we get stopped by some dude outside a lively bit – he says its 2 4 1 and free to get in – whoohoo we say and in we go….…..big mistake!!! Hmmm….as soon as our butts hit the chair, we get chatted up by some dodgy individuals who want to take us for a walk along the beach – er hello?!?!?! What is that?! So we leave there pretty sharpish! Such a random night and all I can think is ‘Crazy Americans!’
Hayley
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