Stuck in Cancun onto The Big Apple

So after planning on spending 2 nights in Cancun before moving onto Isla de Mujeres, I sort of fell into a trap which pretty much entailed drinking a lot and dancing to the grooves at Sky Bar until the wee hours of the morning. We had 1 last bigin for John's last night before he had to Chicken the shit out of it back to Guatemala City with about 10 minutes sleep and a breakfast of Vodka & Pineapple juice. I finally made it to the beach with the swedes whom had been following usish from Tulum on my last day in Cancun before spending the evening catching a movie at the mall which didn't have a bowling alley, although that's what we originally went there for.

Had breakfast with the Swedes in the morning before grabbing the ferry with Jo. We bumped into Matt, the owner of the Black Cat at the ticket booth, tells us that he has sold up and moved on. 2 weeks in Mexico before hitting Argentina for some months. He was planning on meeting this girl called Eve, who used to work at the Black Cat, on the island so we've pretty much been hanging out and beaching up for the last 3 days. I have been extremely well behaved since the last of the dirty trio was to leave my side and haven't touched a drop of liqour in over 4 days now, must be record for a scandalas rascal like myslef. Meanwhile; Scandalas Dave has headed back to the motherwastedland of San Pedro & Big J is in Malta for some crazy rich kid's 21st! Very Loose...........

It's always funny how when you state that something hasn't happened to you, sure it enough it will. Chatting to Matt and the gang about sex in dorm rooms last (something I would never disgrace myself to) and he was going on about how it happened all the time at the BC and the girls agreed that they have come accross it quite regularly also, whilst I, although usually sleeping in private rooms, have never come across such an episode. Well wasn't all about to change after that statement. Although I decided to go to bed unusually early for myself at the hour of 8:30 and read, I was rudely awaked with sounds carnage around the hour of 3:30 by some Israeli girl who keeps ending up where we do, and she sux arse (well not that I know that for sure). Anyway, once the comotion dies down I manage to get back to sleep only to be awaken by whispering, from the bunk opposite me where 2 people who I don't even think were staying in our dorm giggling and discussing plans of attack, anyway she sneaks of to the bathroom, he wiggles out of his boardies and grabs eve's surong hanging on the steps below to cover himself whilst he awaits her return. She comes back and obviously decides that its either too bright (it's about 6:30 by now) or there are too many people in the room and grabs him and heads for the door, he jumps down from the top bunk, looses his surong in the middle of the dorm, standing there naked supporting something of a morning glory, frantically trying to re-surong himself whilst being dragged out of the room by his companion who is obviously keen to take the party somewhere else. Shit it's hard not to laugh sometimes!

I might have to head out tonight for a few beers, my last night in Latin America as well as Eve's birthday, may as well make the most of these cheap Coronas! Off to the Big Apple tomorrow for some more couchsurfing adventures and just basically walking around looking nowhere but skywards, hopefully the place shits on Miami!

Till the red & white.............