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Palm Beach 2005: what a trip.......

The weather was beautiful. We flew in on Saturday morning at 10:30 into West Palm Beach and had a full day ahead of us! The plane flight was okay, the first plane Liz, Sarah, and I took from Albany to Philly was completely ghetto to say the least. We met Jen and Erin in Philly and luckily Sarah and I sat next to one of Jen's co-workers on the plane and she was the sweetest woman. She talked to us as we flew so we wouldn't be too scared. Once we got there, the party began! We laid out in the sun all afternoon. The hotel, though it had some damage from Hurricane Wilma, was still as amazing as it was last year. The people there are the same. Don't go if you can't stand rich people, thats for sure. The girls and I tried to fit in a bit better this year by wearing clothes that the other people would wear when we got there. Example? Woman waiting in line turns to my sister and goes "Everytime I come here its complete chaos!" Meanwhile, she is wearing elastic pants and a sports bra on top and she DEFINETLY shouldn't have been sporting either piece of the outfit. Life can't get any better then laying in the sun, drinking a rasberry daquiri and going for a walk on the beach in warm Florida, it was the perfect way to start our vacation!

That night we got all dolled up and went to a place called "Terevini's", a local Italian restuarant. Now, we ordered a cab and while we were waiting for it, we watched as people pulled up in their Jaguars, Mercedes, BMW's.....you name it. It was unbelievable. Just when I thought I couldn't be any more out of place, a stretch limo pulls up to us and the valet man tells us to get in. Thats right, folks, we ride in a stretch limo to dinner. With some Bobby Darin's "Beyond the Sea" playing in the background, we were given a tour of Palm Beach, including seeing the church where Donald Trump was married only eight months ago, the owner of Victoria Secrets house, and where prohobition was decided by FDR. Unfreaking believable! I had Gnochiis for dinner, smothered in basil and mozzerella and they were excelllent! After dinner, we went off the island and to a hot spot called "City Place" and went to "The Blue Martini" where we consumed many drinks, danced, and were treated like royalty by friends. The night ended with Sarah dancing at 'Club Y' with a fake corpse in the corner of the bar and me falling asleep and crying because I was exhausted! Could is get any better? Oh yes!

Sunday after sitting in the sun for five hours and lunch at the pool with the best damn Apple Lemonade in the world, we went on a boat that my cousins company had booked for clients. It was from eight to ten at night and we went up and down the ocean and looked at the huge ass houses; it blew my mind. The boat was so much fun. The crew was even better! Three guys, (Adam, Max, and Mike) kept us girls company and at the end when everyone had gotten off, we stayed and partied with them until all hours of the morning./ I learned a very valuable lesson that night: do not take shots of Dewers, it hurts. We left them at the bar at 3 when it closed, me passed out in the cab next to some weirdo named Joe who was sceevey and after several randitions of 'The Crazy Muppet' (if you don't know what that is, well, that is sad for you).

I didn't fully recover from that night till today.

The last day while Jen was taking some classes, the rest of us girls laid out in the sun and met one of the nicest guys I have ever met. His name was Mike, (a different Mike), and he treated us to two rounds of drinks. He was laying in the Jacuzzi, recovering with a glass of captain and coke and I think we caught his attention when I started talking about my obsession with Harry Potter. We had such a good time. After dinner at "The Cheesecake Factory" we met up with him and his friend Brad at this bar called "Wet Willie's" where they have tons of already made daquris made with 153 proof gran alcohol spinning and ready to be drank. Several rounds later, Sarah had gone back to the Hotel and it was Liz, Jen, Brad, Mike, and myself. With horrible kareoke in the back, we talked, took some outrageous shots that Mike bought for us, and were pleseantly surprised when a big southern dude started singing. Mike and I danced while he kept on going, it was great. Then this guy proceeds to tell us that his mamma is a ho and that she used to live with "The Cheesecake Factory" is now. When he left, we were kicked out at three, got back to 'The Breakers' at 3:30 and decided to go in the Jacuzzi with a bottle of wine and five nips. It was hilarious until we got thrown out by security, she wasn't very happy with us, HAHA! And then Mike goes "Oh, we knew the pool was closed but we didn't think that that included the hot tub". One of the richest hotels in America where famous people stay regularly and he says that. Mike, you get the award for the best comment of the night. So, we relocated ourselves to the beach, set up five chairs, and were sure we would make it to sunrise. I made it to 5 and passed out on the beach on a blanket. Around 5:30 we got cold and called it a night.

But WHAT A WAY TO END OUR VACATION.

Back to reality now. No more traveling this week but Sunday starts a two week road trip without coming home. Wish me luck!

Oh, and girls? ONE, TWO, THREE.........DROP IT LIKE ITS HARD, DROP IT LIKE ITS HARD! haha, awesome.