Passing out in the street
Trip Start Oct 01, 2006
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anyway once again Miami airport seemed a breeze to get through and warmly welcomed, the buses to the hostel worked in perfect timing for me and the weather was good.. after dropping my stuff i immediately headed downtown to change my unwaterproof waterproof camera but the shop was full of greasy sale assistants that had no interest in the dud camera they sold but just wanted me to by an inferior spec camera for more money.. i ended up sending the camera to pentax and telling them to send back a new one to an holding address to which i can forward depending on where i am in the world.. fingers crossed..
Miami has a great party scene that first night i got quite wrecked, managed to see a few bars, chat to a few girls and survive a drunken moped ride through town.. a few days of easy socialising went passed until the Tuesday.. i went out to the beach to top up my tan, i was there for about an hour, got bored and returned to the hostel.
i was pretty tanked before we left the hostel, i remember chatting to a couple a Argentinean girls, ordering a couple of vodka redbulls and long island teas, dancing like the best dancer in the world, chatting a mix of English, french, creole and Spanish to the Spanish speaking girls and finally saying I'm leaving to go to another bar... next thing i know I'm face down on a step on collins avenue, it's a bright sunny day and i have an old lady shaken her broom at me and shouting Spanish for me to move.. i stumble up and think 'when the f*uck am i?" and head off, once i get my bearings I'm going the wrong way so have to do a u-turn back passed the crazy Spanish granny.. i check my pockets and every things there, my arse isn't hurting so thats a good sign but i also realise I've lost my favourite visor hat that has helped me keep my hair in control for the last year.. i haven't a clue what happened after leaving the club and I'm sure I'll never know, I'm thinking i may have thwarted an attempted gay date raping but maybe I'm giving myself too much credit.. it was probably that most harmless sounding but harshest kicking of drinks, the long island tea