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Day 2.1 | Goodbye Wakanda Weekend

Good Monday to everybody. Yes, your boy Dr. Kizomba is already at the airport. Yes, I need my coffee. I gotta give it up for San Antonio, thank you so much for having me this weekend. It was amazing. It was priceless. But more importantly, it was lit. I was able to see old friends, […]

Day 2.0 | Texas Midnight Post

I went to a restaurant with some friends in San Antonia. The resto was pretty dope. I saw a Texas flag on the door. My ignorance, but also not knowing every single flag in America – these states flags are a little crazy if you know what I am talking about, I’m feeling a little […]

Day Ooops | Wakanda Weekender

Well. Wakanda weekend. Amazing San Antonio. The weather, amazing. Old friends, amazing. I finished my first semba workshop. Amazing. Always planting cookies on student’s minds. Shit that motherfuckers don’t usually think about but is very important on the dance floor. That’s why your boy is named Dr. Kizomba. I have a sad news to tell […]

Day 81 | Texas via Chicago via Houston

Just arrived at Chi-town, one hour behind Montreal, I did some time travelling and still managed to miss my flight. I dunno actually, I’m going to my gate to find out what the heck is going on. Now that I see some black people, I guess I am in Chicago. Hopefully I don’t cross Kanye […]

Day 81 | Texas via Chicago

I really don’t like the food on the plane. It tastes weird. So I make sure I got my sandwich. Yes I know I’m being a little cheap. I got my water too because I really don’t know where they get their water from, that plane water don’t taste like mineral water. I dunno if […]

Day 81 | Texas: Here I come

Just crossed the American border, again. Good morning. Swagger 100. Going to Chicago, gonna lay low there for a little bit, headed to San Antonio for the Wakanda weekend. The name of my agent this time was Martinez but he didn’t look Latino at all. That motherfucker was grilling me, asking me what I was […]

Day 80 | Texas: 3 days to go

Good day. The internet is BUG-GING. And I dunno why. Well, I kinda know, but it’s kinda history, we gotta move on. Today, Montreal has beautiful weather. Sunshine, sunshine reggae, reggae reggae. 🎼 Last night, I was trying to watch the movie Maze Runner 2, but that motherfucker was so long I fell asleep. I […]

Day 79 | Boston Was Unreal

Fell asleep in Boston, woke up in Montreal today. What a weekend. Saw a lot of old friends, met a lot of new people, that I am only able to see on Facebook and now I had the opportunity to see them live, in person. I gotta thank Wendy for organizing this event. It was […]

Day 75 | Boston: 1 day to go

Good day. I wanted to leave with my BMX today because I was all happy that yesterday I finally was able to leave Espace des Arts riding through the streets of Montreal. But I mean riding my BMX through the streets of Montreal, like that movie in the 80s with Nicole Kidman BMX Bandits. Shiiiiiit. […]

Day 74 | Gangsta physique Day 10

The wind 💨 is easy and free blowing in my face and hair. My dreads flying away, and my Zorro hat choking my neck at the back. My guala hala sweater flowing  back, I felt like a real nigga Zorro on top of a BMX instead of a horse 🐴 . Oh my goodness it […]

Day 74 | Boston: 2 days to go

Good morning Mi Gente, it’s your unapologetic fucking boy. Just woke up, feeling a little crazy because I had a crazy night’s sleep. I can’t quite remember my dream but that don’t matter because I woke up in the best city in the world, with the best weather in the world. Yes I am talking […]

Day 73 | Boston: 3 days to go

Good morning. The birds woke me up. Spring bling is here! Montreal weather: fantastic. I can see the sun shine through my window. A good day to start biking, but I’m only gonna have my bike tomorrow. I’m gonna get my 2 hot topics or 3 and record a Dr. Kizomba show in about 30 […]