
Day 58 | Vodka Watermelon
Mi Gente. Your boy is bawling because I missed Yuri Da Cuhna’s show last night but… instead I went to work and you already know… I had an amazing party.
Woke up ate some bacalhau, finished with some sangria and some other stuff I can’t put on social media, feeling kinda zombie listening to Migos. I’m gonna be the next member of Migos, I think. They need me. Selekta will be my name. #whiteTshirt
Look out for my workshop at Dance Factory starting at 4 o’clock. Your doctor has a private after the workshop. Sunday your boy is gonna spend the whole day at the beach not doing anything, just staring at the water. That’s my way of saying goodbye to Lisbon.
It’s been a great time. I’m fully loaded, gotta lot of energy to spend, can’t wait to go back to Mtl and see my team. 2 days to go. Can’t believe all that’s happened.
It’s a weird thing but I’m gonna have to say that if that asshole hadn’t stolen our papers on June 1 none of this would have happened. Longest forced vacation in years. I’m not gonna say kudos to him, but I will say it was one of the biggest experiences I’ve had in a long time. I un-thank him for having sticky fingers. 58 days of meeting such great ppl, or discovering who are my friends old and new, or eating 10 bacalhau a day. Can’t complain.
Now your doctor is gonna stick a bottle vodka into a fresh watermelon and let it soak. Vitamins, Mi Gente. I do it for the vitamins in the watermelon.
#stuckinlisbon | #day58 | #2daystogo
First published on Facebook on July 29th, 2017.
Photo cred: Ludmila Tolentino