girls just wanna have fun..!!

“Domino” by Jessie J.

“I’m feeling sexy and free
Like glitter’s raining on me
You’re like a shot of pure gold
I think I’m ’bout to explode”

Oh wait…no I’m not. It’s still really cold here in Chicago.! It’s like maybe 65 to 70 degrees.! And it’s been super rainy. I mean, on the one hand, I guess, I’m not sweating to death on my commute to work and the sleeping weather has been pretty nice. But I’m completely feigning (urban dictionary definition not Merriam-Webster definition) for some sun, sand, and fun. I think I might go beserk.!

Just to torture myself and yes you too my readers – here’s a video clip of Playa del Carmen from the Grand Benders. I have personally not watched the show, but the video does a great job of showing how much fun one can have in playa.!! Oh how I wish I was there right now.! sniffle sniffle….

*ALERT* – Lots of bikini bodies and drinking. If you are opposed to that, better not watch 😉 Enjoy.!

The BPM Festival – Mexico

BPM is an annual electronic music festival held in Playa del Carmen. The music festival began in 2008 and every year it continues to grow in sheer size and popularity. Last year 35,000 music fans attended and David Guetta even performed in 2012 for their New Year’s Eve show.!!! I could hear the lovely sounds from my bedroom window 🙂 There have been many guesses as to the meaning behind BPM such as ‘beats per minute’. But the actual acronym stands for Bartenders, Promoters, and Musicians as it was originally created as an industry event for those in the hospitality industry. As I am still feeling under the weather, I have included a blog post about BPM from Underground Night. See you tomorrow for Tecate.!!

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The BPM Festival is an annual ten day and night electronic music festival, founded by Craig Pettigrew and Philip Pulitano, held in Playa Del Carmen, Mexico. This global gathering of DJs, producers, revelers and industry professionals has become a must for any music lover with a discerning taste for quality electronic dance music. BPM parties are hosted both day and night at multiple venues in Playa Del Carmen, a picturesque beach town that runs along miles of soft white sand beaches and sparkling turquoise waters on the Mayan Riviera. The town offers a variety of luxurious and affordable boutique hotels and condos, and endless options for dining and tourism, including: ancient Mayan ruins, cenotes, aquatic sports and eco tourism. Now entering its sixth year, The BPM Festival (January 4-13, 2013) continues to be a dance music lover’s tropical paradise and the perfect winter getaway.
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ciao bye-bye 2013….. holaaaa 2014..!!

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It’s snowing here in Chicago this evening. It started about 4pm this afternoon. The snow is expected to go through the whole night and into the new year bringing with it up to six inches of snow.!! It might even snow until January 2nd.!! The entire city will be blanketed in a crisp white coverlet by morning New Year’s Day. A very different scene from my last three New Year’s Eves (and Days) in playa.!!

I spent NYE 2011 with my first boyfriend (Tabasco) at ground zero in playa – the corner of Quinta Avenida y Calle 12. It was so crazy and jam-packed that we jostled through the crowd basically holding onto each other after dinner and drinks. It was just a little too much for me.! The next day I found myself getting ice for my boyfriend’s restaurant because they had run out of it during the insanity of the BPM festival.!! I’ve included a short video clip of that New Year’s Eve to give you a taste of the chaos.! Let me know if you can find me in the crowd.!! jajaja….

NYE 2012, I found myself having dinner with my friend K..! And once again I found myself drawn to that crazy intersection being jostled and whisked along by the crowd in a maddening and heart-thumping frenzy. Afterwards, we met up with her husband A. and some of our other friends for drinks. By then I had broken up with my boyfriend (remember the vomit incident) and was soltera.! But no worries, it allowed me to hone my flirtation skills 🙂

The next day, K. and I went with her husband to the BPM festival. The BPM festival is an annual DJ festival at Kool Beach Club. As the name implies, you need to be cool to attend or at the very least enjoy DJ music, the beach, and some beers.! We had a blast at the festival.!! What a far cry from the beach will be my day tomorrow morning..!! I have spent the past two New Year’s Days on the beach.! Tomorrow, I will be shoveling snow off my car as I prepare to go to work.!! Wow…what a difference a year makes.!!

me and K. New Year's Day 2012

me and K. New Year’s Day 2012

me posin'

me posin’ New Year’s Day 2012

A. and I walking away from the beach and BPM

A. and I walking away from the beach and BPM 2012

My last New Year’s Eve in playa was NYE 2013. I was living with my British roomie at the time and my friend D. had recently visited from Chicago. I had survived Christmas, the Mayan apocalypse, and my near death bronchitis infection.!! By the time, New Year’s Eve rolled around, I just wanted to stay home. I was tired and I had to work the next morning. Plus, I was slightly on the outs with my roomie and was seriously contemplating returning home to Chicago.!

But I let my roomie convince me to go to Sala Rosa Bar-Tapas for drinks with one of our friends and two of her friends visiting from England. It was a nice time. But I really wasn’t feeling the company or the scene. Even though you probably cannot tell from the photos below. Sure enough in less than six weeks, personal circumstances beyond my control would force me to return to Chicago. A return which has been up and down, good and bad, but in the end deeply rewarding.

NYE 2013 playa del carmen

NYE 2013 playa del carmen

NYE 2013

NYE 2013 – me and my ex-roomie

NYE 2013 Sala Rosa Bar

NYE 2013 Sala Rosa Bar

I have reconnected with old friends. I have met new friends. I have blogged. And blogged again. I have beat the minions at the storage company. I have made my dad happy. And blogged some more. I have even returned to playa for a visit.!! But I also made an important discovery about New Year’s Eve while on this path of self-reflection. Once I spend New Year’s Eve with someone, they disappear from my life. Either completely, as in we are no longer friends. Or semi-completely, as they become part of my periphery life. I see them, but I don’t really see them. We’re friends, but we don’t really hang out anymore.

So on this cold and snowy NYE 2014, I’ve decided to stay home and read. And blog. And prepare myself to clean the snow off my car in the morning 🙂 But I also wanted to be alone in order to contemplate the last year as I say goodbye to 2013 and it’s lessons. The lessons were important, but I am relieved to see the year end. I want to usher in 2014 from a place of calm and happiness and the promise and fulfillment of all of my deepest desires.! And the slightly superstitious side of me does not wish any of the beautiful friends in my life to leave me completely or semi.! So from the warmth and comfort of my couch, I wish all of you a Happy New Year and Feliz Año Nuevo.!!! May 2014 grant all of you the realization of your fondest desires – even your most secret ones 🙂

Won’t you be my neighbor…

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“It’s like Mr. Roger’s neighborhood..!!”

I have said that phrase on many occasions during my stay in Playa del Carmen. I have exclaimed it to my friends in the states and to tourists I met in Playa del Carmen. Everyone there was always so friendly. And chatty. I never felt scared walking home at night. And I walked home a lot of nights since I had left my car back in Chicago. If you didn’t have the right change at the store, they would tell you to bring it the next day. Playa del Carmen definitely had a small town feel – a Mr. Roger’s neighborhood feel.

playa del carmen NYE 2011

playa del carmen NYE 2011

And those words were never more true than on New Year’s Day 2011. I had spent New Year’s Eve with my boyfriend in the center of Playa del Carmen. So many people and music and fireworks. It had been a blast..!! So I was enjoying a lazy New Year’s Day at home since my boyfriend had gone to work. At about noon, I got a text from him saying that his restaurant had run out of ice..!! He wanted to know if I could run out and get 10 bags of ice plus the receipt (for reimbursement). And I said “ok – sure.”

As I left the house I was thinking to myself how peculiar. I was so used to working for a big corporation and there was no way someone would ever call their novia/o to pick up an item and expect a reimbursement..!! There would be too many forms to fill out and too many i’s to dot and t’s to cross. But not in Playa!!

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Now you are probably wondering what would make a restaurant run out of ice. Well this particular restaurant was near the beach. And that time of year, one of the beach clubs was hosting the BPM festival. It is a 10 day celebration of music..!! It brings the world’s best DJ’s to the beautiful Riviera Maya. And that brings tourists. Thirsty tourists. Hungover tourists. All wanting micheladas, cheladas, margaritas..!! All requiring ice..!!

Well needless to say I was on the hunt down for ice. The first two places I went to did not have any ice at all. The third store, just around the corner from my apartment, had 10 bags of ice. I bought them all..!! The owner was very surprised and happy 🙂 He helped me take my bags of ice to the street, so I could hail a cab. Remember, I did not bring my car to Playa. Bummer. So I waited and waited. I hailed and hailed. There were so few taxis and the taxis that did drive by did not stop.

I was contemplating what to do when the owner of the store asked me where I was going with the ice. I told him I was going to the beach which was about 6 blocks away. He offered to drive me and my bags of ice. He even brought his daughter to help us carry the ice. He left his wife and son to watch the store. I was speechless.. And grateful…

So we all piled into the car and off we went. What a madhouse it was by the beach. With all the tourists and the festival – we were not allowed to park in front of the restaurant. So we had to park a block away and walk the bags of ice over. The store owner, his daughter and me hauling 10 bags of ice to my boyfriend’s restaurant. Too funny…And at the same time…too lovely. My boyfriend was impressed that I had managed to bring the ice over with additional help. And so was his manager who reiumbursed me and tipped the store owner.

After the store owner and his daughter left, I stayed and had a drink and enjoyed the music on the beach. But on my walk home, I got to thinking about the day. I was impressed at how a community of neighbors yet strangers got together to make sure that people we didn’t know could enjoy their drinks on the beach and listen to great music while they celebrated the new year. Now I know some of you out there might be cynics and say it was all about business and money. The store owner wanted his ice sold, the restaurant needed ice to sell drinks, etc.. But I was there, I lived it and it didn’t feel that way to me. I remember marveling about the day’s events, feeling good about my new choice for a hometown and singing to myself…”won’t you be my neighbor?”

playa del carmen street

playa del carmen street