Ben Venido a Miami

Trip Start Jul 27, 2005
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Trip End Sep 12, 2005


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Hotel California

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Saturday, August 13, 2005

Before 9 o'clock, we headed down to Miami beach, a club on the Ilah (ill - e - ah).  Formerly the Ilah do Coreo (Island of Coreo - I believe), the island was connected to land by the Russians and formed a nice 200 m wide barrier for the harbor.  This location became a choice spot for visiting tourist. The Russians maintained control of the Ilah for some time building such attractions as a zoo.  The Russians left Luanda around the time the Portuguese gave up control; and along with the rest of Luanda, the Ilah was mistreated, to say the least.  The people of Luanda even went as far as to eat all the exotic animals stranded in the zoo. 
 
The Ilah is still a choice location to visit.  Schlumberger even has another staff house there called 'Hotel California.'  As we made our way along the Ilah to our destination, I was able to see the walls that made up the zoo and various other historic locations as well as modern sites.  We finally arrived at Miami Beach.  It was an open air bar that had a modern tropical feel to it.  There wasn't a big crowd at the bar; however, many people were eating dinner.  We had a couple drinks and then Julie (a French lady in her twenties that makes up half of the Human Resource dept. for the 30+ employees in my division) asked, "Kyle, have you seen zee beach yet."   Man, was I excited.  The club wrapped around the bar where there was a dance floor, more tables, and a deck that opened up to the Atlantic.  I kicked off my sandals to go in the water.  Julie suggested, "You might not want to go in there, it's really dirty."  I replied to her and a Texan named Tom, "I've been to Galveston, I think I can handle it."  It was serene staring into the ocean with the cold water splashing against my feet; then I returned to the group.
 
After a while of sitting on the beach front, Julie rushed us all in for the 11pm entertainment.  It was really packed now and I could barely see what all was going on.  On the dance floor and stage were 8 dancers.  The women dressed in Latin attire, and the guys dressed in these white bibbed-pants.  They danced, and the lead lady even did a decent job of lip singing to the music.  They changed outfits for the second performance about the time I felt thirsty again.  The rest of the night I socialized with my colleagues and a couple of their local friends.
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Jojo on

Man that story you paint about the portuguese and the russians is truly a load of crap - who on earth bull shited you? Why not google the facts before bubling all this bull twak. Man...I worked in Luanda from 95 to 2005 and I have fond memories of Angola and undeniably their citizens. I had dinner almost every night at Miami Beach - Have fond memories of the friendly crowd that worked there. Rui Barata (the owner) a very cool dude.

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