Miami Calling
Marlo, Gretchen and I have been emailing each other non-stop for a couple of weeks since we decided we were going to Miami for the WMC. Melissa is coming too, but she hadn’t been responding to our emails because she says all this talk of music, clubs of DJs is really foreign to her and it’s a little overwhelming, she wouldn’t know how to respond. She’s along for the ride… and it’s super exciting because this is her very first WMC.
Marlo, Gretchen and I packed our bags and took them to work. We had a 6pm flight, so we left right from work. It was a really long day for me, since I was up at 5am to hit the gym, and the night before I was up late packing (surprise, surprise).
Here we are super excited, getting ready to board the flight. It was especially exciting to go to Miami, as it started rain in Philly just as we were leaving.
Melissa’s flight was a bit delayed, but by the time the three of us got ready to go out, it was midnight and that’s when Melissa showed up the hotel!
Here’s Marlo in our already messy room:
Melissa hung out in the hotel for a bit to get ready while us 3 girls went out to Ocean Drive to check out a couple of parties.
We went back around to the hotel to pick up Melissa and took a cab downtown for the Philadelphia Experiment party. We ran into Monica there, along with some other Philly peeps…
– and King Brit, behind the bar looking over decks as Lee Majyhas? DJ’ed.
We danced and talked and hung out… and then I just hit the wall. Was soooooo tired.
It’s no wonder though, we were out until 5am the next morning! For me, it was a 24-hour day. Gretchen, Marlo and Melissa stopped for pizza but I was more tired than hungry. I went back to the hotel and crashed, and they crashed shortly after that.
