Boats and Hoes...

Last Friday night (March 19), instead of my usual salsa dancing, I went to a party on a boat. Yes, you read that correctly, I said a party on a boat! I had an absolutely amazing time.

Beforehand, we went to this apartment where a couple of guys live to pregame it. Most of these dudes are from other countries and most from Canada. So, my rude ass Mexican friend and I expected to see a bunch of dudes who neither of us had any interest in. ummm, WRONG! We walked in the door and just looked at each other like "crap, were we wrong or what?!" Anywho, the drinking commenced and we all started to have fun. My usual creeper self just took random pics of all of these dudes and chicks at the party (mostly the dudes and my girls). Of course, genius me had the flash on, so everyone was just like cut it out creeper. lol.

After this, we left in a million taxis to take a 40 minute drive to this boat. And why did my taxi driver look like Che Guevara? Hat and all! He was identical! He even had a picture of Che hanging off the rearview mirror. We just laughed and started talking to him about the most outrageous things that have happened in his taxi while he was driving. Oh, he was quite hilarious. So, we get to the boat, pay Che, and hop on the boat! The music was a bunch of reggaeton and cumbia and a little bachata, but it was absolutely amazing. The view on the boat, the feeling of it and the entire atmosphere was so great to experience.

So, as the night came to an end, we all took down the numbers of the people we wanted to keep in touch with, of course, and all went to do our own thing. It was such an amazing night. Feel free to hate.