Well, as you may have noticed from my last entry, I was hoping for an entry-less trip. I’m back. I never wrote any entries while I was gone. You know what that means, don’t you? Yep! I had a wild…and I mean wild and crazy time!! Yes, we managed to get our work done during business hours, but after work…well…let’s just say I got all of about ten hours of sleep during the five days that I was there (and I am being completely serious when I say ten).
Okay, I suppose I need to tell you where I was so that you can get some kind of an idea what we’re talking about here: I was in Miami from Wednesday morning through Sunday night. We stayed in a really groovy hotel in South Beach! The weather was phenomenal! The party scene was outrageous! The people were gorgeous! Talk about stimulation overload! WOW!
I traveled with my counterpart (to whom I will refer as CP)–a woman who is my age (early thirties) and her male assistant (late thirties) along with two sets of reps for two different manufacturing companies based out of Miami (oh I don’t know, early forties to fifty). We actually worked really hard and got quite a bit accomplished which is surprising considering all the partying we did afterwards each day!
Here are some highlights of the trip:
First night was dinner and drinks at a Brazilian place with reps and important people. We had to be on our best behavior…after we got rid of the important people, the reps took us to this bar on Ocean Drive. Much to my amazement, the reps instantly transformed into wild, outrageous men! In a blink, we were drinking tequila shots and dancing all over the place!! That energy was contagious, and I found myself dancing with wild abandon to the delicious sounds of salsa!!
Safe and sound in the hotel room at 4:45am
Woke at 7:35…the rep was picking us up at 7:30!!!! Oops! Put in about a 12-hour workday without showering or fixing my hair!! YUCK!
Dinner at a funky, surreal restaurant (after showering, of course!). Food was awesome; music was hypnotizing. Supposed to be the hip place for the beautiful people to go, but Thursday must be an “off” night because there were only a few beautiful people there (outside of our party, haha!…kidding). Dinner lasted four and a half hours. Yawn. By 12:30, we were so ready to get the hell out of there and hit our now-favorite hot spots by the hotel!
When we finally hit one of our new-fave spots, we were instantly recognized! Seems the night before I’d befriended every bouncer in town!! I think it’s because I pissed of the entire English rugby team at some point! Yikes! Little by little, I remembered tidbits of the night before! Oy! I was a bad, bad girl!
Taught an English rugby player how to Salsa and Meringue!
Safe and sound in the hotel room at 4:45!
Rep picked us up at 8:30 this time (he learned his lesson)!
Another 12-hour day and then it was off to Ft. Lauderdale to meet with CP’s friends-a plastic surgeon and two boob implant salesmen! What a riot! I should have known we were headed for trouble when I stopped drinking martinis and switched to cosmopolitans and then lost count! I should have known that I’d lose CP when she started hitting on some gorgeous stranger and I left for a minute to go to another place with the doctor and his posse. Started worrying about CP. Was given more drinks. The worry turned into drunken panic. I cried. I did. I was worried about CP. Plastic surgeon went looking for her. He found her. She wanted to stay with the guy. I was too drunk to drive back to South Beach.
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