Day 61 | Mexico

The trip was amazing. Couldn’t see anything, slept all the way because we had to leave the house around 5 oclock. We had an amazing night with the Kitaba social last night, a lot of people came. Was one of the nights where I danced the most. They did an amazing birthday surprise in the […]

Day 63 | Mexico: Day 3

Good morning, mi Gente, afternoon by now. Yesterday’s workshops were off the chain. Mexico is off the chain. Today we have one more workshop, kuduro. I didn’t want to eat breakfast because I wanna kill these people right now, one more last time. Today we are gonna do 2 shows back to back. One with […]

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 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 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 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 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 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 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 2.1 | Home Sweet Home

Home sweet home. Got back home surprised my students, surprised my team, walking into the kuduro class. The kids were already dead, laying on the couch, I guess Flavie destroyed them. The adults could barely breathe. Shit is fucked up. I had to go and melt some mozzarella in a Canadian fried cheese Western Unique […]

Wednesday is ma girl

Woke up from a nice meeting with the Kizomba Canada team yesterday. I’m sorry my readers, that’s why I was away all day. We discussed some things, especially some things that are going in the team aka making the hustle go stronger. Then we celebrated at my crib, you already know my neighbor didn’t sleep […]

On the Bus to TO

Good morning. Woke up so tired. Realized I had to be in the bus by 9o’clock. Got a reminder at 8:50, of course I didn’t make it. Jumped on the 2nd bus at 10:30 to be able to make to my workshop in T-dot at 7pm. Yes, I have enough time to see my nephew […]