




We were so loud and vocal that I think most people in the resort probably remembered us as very bitchy or trying or whatever. We certainly brought life to the places we went to.
At the Island Bar, J offered the vodka mango to the guy in charge (Edwin) after she finished braiding him about the lack of bbq seafood being available in the resort. Lol. It tasted so much better when mixed into a shirley temple. So Edwin remembered us and probably told the band at The Yacht Club it was her birthday and they played that for their first song :p
At the Island Bar, J offered the vodka mango to the guy in charge (Edwin) after she finished braiding him about the lack of bbq seafood being available in the resort. Lol. It tasted so much better when mixed into a shirley temple. So Edwin remembered us and probably told the band at The Yacht Club it was her birthday and they played that for their first song :p
Then Edwin pulled me onto the dance floor to dance with him. Lol. Alkie helped. We were the only people dancing. The few people at the club were so boring, doing nothing but drinking? Not that I paid much attention. When N came back, Edwin pulled us back onto the dance floor again. The others played pool. There was really nothing much to do. So we helped to liven up the place with free entertainment. Hahaha.






Halfway through dinner, a 4-piece band came in to play some songs. Again, a birthday song was sung to J. J then gave a glass of champers to the teppanyaki chef. It was all good fun, bopping along to the latin music and just enjoying the food and company.
Dinner came to about $200 for 5 of us, which included the champagne. J said it was cheap and it was her treat (though she didn't remember a single thing the next morning - hahahahaha). Thank you, J :)
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