
So we survived the Full Moon Party and quite the adventure it was. Of course, after a week of beautiful, cloudless weather, the rain came down in full force Saturday night just in time for our departure. I literally was fearing for my life as the taxi went sailing down the mountaineous streets in pouring rain. All those stories of car crashes and bus accidents seemed to be hitting a little too close to home.
But we made the drive and arrrived at perhaps the biggest beach party I have ever seen. The sand was lined with massive dance stages, fire throwers, and bondfires. There were people everywhere for miles and the music - house, hip hop, and more house - was pumping to unfathomable levels. Indeed we had arrived.
We bought blue glowing wristbands to keep track of one another, and painted our bodies with flourescent colors to the likes of " I heart Cnuts" and "gato loves me" and proceeded along through the party. Inevitably I lost the girls about 3 hours in. Yet who did I find to replace them? ... Claire Hurley! We didn't even know she was going to be there. It is one small world my friends...
After 2 hours of a missing Cnuts, we found her just as the sun was rising, sleeping in the most comfortable position imaginable...sitting straight up. It was quite hilarious, and I believed Cat kicked her. Haha. But we survived, found Damico, and hopped on a boat about 2 hours later at 8am baby. On arrival, Cnuts fell asleep on the beach, and woke up to her true destiny: nose to nose with a dog.
Quite an adventure I must say. We have spent the last two days recovering. One of these days we may switch islands, but at the moment...that seems like a lot of work!
con carino,
Cristina
