Last night was crazy! The day started off the same as usual. I woke up just in time for lunch, today was,, ah I cant remember. After lunch Saara and I went to Ocean drive to practice our ollies. We spent about an hour stuffing around and making fools of ourselves trying to get our boards off the ground. It was a pretty cool day but I was still dripping with sweat by the end of the session.

 

After a cool shower I headed to Lincoln road to check out the shops that we had passed during the walking tour the day before. I didnt buy anything but was very tempted by a pair of Oakleys, hmmm do I dare buy another pair of sunnies?

 

Walking back to the hostel I stopped in at a bottle-o and picked up a 1.75ltr bottle of nasty polish vodka, only $20 so pretty cheap, and a bottle of fanta as the mixer. I set my lappy up downstairs in the meals/games area and started playing some tunes to get me in the mood for the coming night. Tonight like most nights, the hostel had organised VIP entry to one of the clubs, Mansion, which is one of the most popular in Miami.

 

It was the clubs 5th anniversary and Steve Angello was headlining, awesome! When we arrived the hostel staff member leading us asked who wanted $5 vodka drinks? Of course I said yes, and having to pay there and then before even entering the club I payed for four. what a mistake.

 

Around 1am a group of us that had bought some $5 vodkas met at a bar where we got our drinks, all at once! They were damn strong and because Steve Angello had just fired up and we were eager to hit the dancefloor we drank all our drinks within about 10minutes.

 

We carved up the packed out dancefloor and soon enough I was so totally drunk that I could hardly stand, my dancing must of been pretty terrible, but I hadnt a care in the world. The music was thumping and was smiles all around.

Things started to get blurry and it was time for a rest. I had no idea where anyone was so headed to the couch were the night had started, I found Saara and some fella whose name Ive forgotten, sitting at the couch just watching the world go by. A girl sitting behind me handed me a vile that I was meant to shoot there and then, but feeling completley smashed I just held onto it for a while. When it came time to go we all stood up and I downed the vile which turned out to be tequila, oh no! Stumbling away from the couches I leaned on a pillar to catch my balance and out came the tequila, splat....

Back at the hostel we hung out in the games room playing drunken pool and table tennis, I couldnt see straight so it was a bit pointless to play, but we were all laughing and stumbling around that no one really cared. It was good fun, but very blurry and I had a severe case of the munchies! I raided the fridge, thankfully we had saved some chicken strips from the other night at Jupiter. yummmm!

Mansion is a pretty huge club, with Steve Angello keeping the main arena pumping and some hip-hop dj entertaining the mass in the other arena, it was a crazy fun night that I'll remember for a while, even it is a bit patchy.