The After Party

So once we left the "Oriental Party" we decided to have the after party in our apartment.
Good idea, Bad idea.... still not sure.
One thing goes without question, it was bananas.
And as it got later (or earlier, whichever way you want to look at it).... it just got crazier.
Room service had to be called for a second bottle of rum (technically 3rd for the room though), chocolates of all kinds, bread, beers, and basically whatever else they would deliver to us.
Then it got really weird....
Someone (I wont mention her name) pulled an Exorcist style vomit in Manuel's bathroom.
Literally, there was vomit from the door to the bathroom all the way to the opposite end of the room and on EVERYTHING (the walls, the sink, the mirror, the toilet, the bidet, all the towels, both bathrobes and anything else that puke could possibly make it on).
The perpetrator disappeared and we were left to laugh uncontrollably....
Not sure that Manuel shared that feeling of hilarity at first but he eventually came to terms with it.
BUT THEN.....
a mysterious thing happened.
Everything in Manuel's room ended up on his bed.
The video that follows chronicles his reaction as well as his search for answers...


The party went on til almost 630 am when we all threw in the towel.

When we woke up, it looked like a hotel room from the 1986 Guns and Roses World Tour.
There was chocolate on everything. Bottles everywhere. Cigarettes in anything that they could be in. Rolls in the couch cushions. Broken glass all over the floor.
And endless questions to be answered (or left to the imagination).



Overall, an amazing night.
Party in our room again..... ehhhh..... we'll see.
Can't ever say for sure but if someone would rather party in theirs....
Count us in!

Much love from 1809.