“I
will survive” was playing in my head when we boarded the bus at nine in the morning. The only difference was Gloria Gaynor was just at first afraid and petrified while I
was still scared of imminent death. The quality of the bus was not bad,
(full disclosure, I was almost impressed). It had huge, comfortable leather
seats that could easily pass for a couch. It had Poles, neon-lit floors and HQ
music system, a combo I thoroughly enjoy (when in a club) except it was on a
vehicle that was moving. It was a luxury bus filled with lunatics (who couldn’t
handle their liquor). The bus came with a private chauffeur, a chaperone and a
service guy (to serve food, drinks, and snacks). There was a separate
compartment for staff that had a partition similar to limos only it was bigger.
It also came with a fully functional bathroom (with a shower).
Chaperone:
The bus came with a Chaperone who
kept an eye on the amount of alcohol being consumed. He made sure everyone was
still acting like humans despite being totally wasted, like a beacon of hope.
Being the only one who does not drink and then have to watch all these people
going bananas was probably one of the most gratifying and disturbing (at the
same time) experiences of my life.
Professional
Chauffeur:
The chauffeur was very careful and
professional. His cautious driving helped me to stay calm as 2 hours in the
journey and we were still fine. My fear was almost gone and as the fog of
paranoia cleared up, I realized how unreasonable I had been. These people were
my friends, they were doing all this for me and I was so ungrateful towards
them.
Complete
Plan:
When you get a party bus from Miami to Key West, it’s
a four-hour drive along the scenic coastal highway. The plan was to travel and see
all the destinations on the way over a course of two days by making stops at
different spots.
- Robbie’s Restaurant to feed wild Tarpons
- 7-mile Bridge
- Ernest Hemingway’s house
- Duval Street