Miércoles, Marzo, Dieci-Siete, Dos Mil DiezHAPPY ST. PATRICK’S DAY! Shamrock Style
I want to post these pics first, then the story will follow. Enjoy.
Miércoles, Marzo, Dieci-Siete, Dos Mil Diez
HAPPY ST. PATRICK’S DAY! Shamrock Style
I want to post these pics first, then the story will follow. Enjoy.
‘Bucerias’ Biggest Party’ was the top line on the flyers….and from the buzz of activity at 9am, when I first walked by The Shamrock, I had no doubt. Crews were busy setting up The Bouncy Castle, the outdoor kitchen, numerous other shade tents, the beer troughs, porta-loo(s), and a ticket station.
I arrived around 1:30pm and sound checks from the monstrous stage were in their final stages. The muy fria cervezas were beckoning me and Simon and helpers were already cranking out ‘The Best Burgers in Bucerias’. The sweet smells of Irish stew and pot pies told me they were ready. Let the party begin! The opening act was a 2 person band called: . After a break, Santoria, the headliner band….all the way from Dublin, Ireland, took the stage and performed brilliantly. Somewhere in that timeframe, mi hermano, Pedro, joined me, and we simply soaked up the festive atmosphere.
HAPPY ST. PATRICK’S DAY! Shamrock Style
I want to post these pics first, then the story will follow. Enjoy.
‘Bucerias’ Biggest Party’ was the top line on the flyers….and from the buzz of activity at 9am, when I first walked by The Shamrock, I had no doubt. Crews were busy setting up The Bouncy Castle, the outdoor kitchen, numerous other shade tents, the beer troughs, porta-loo(s), and a ticket station.
I arrived around 1:30pm and sound checks from the monstrous stage were in their final stages. The muy fria cervezas were beckoning me and Simon and helpers were already cranking out ‘The Best Burgers in Bucerias’. The sweet smells of Irish stew and pot pies told me they were ready. Let the party begin! The opening act was a 2 person band called: . After a break, Santoria, the headliner band….all the way from Dublin, Ireland, took the stage and performed brilliantly. Somewhere in that timeframe, mi hermano, Pedro, joined me, and we simply soaked up the festive atmosphere.
After an internet session at YoYo’s for NCAA picks, and a fabulous meal at Sandrina’s, we said our adios(es) and I headed back to The Shamrock.
After 7 hours and somewhere between 9 and 10 pm the combination of sun, cervezas, food, loud music, and old age caught up to me and the body declared a truce with the mind…time to hike home. I’m sure the festivities continued into the wee hours of the morning….but not for this old gringo.
After 7 hours and somewhere between 9 and 10 pm the combination of sun, cervezas, food, loud music, and old age caught up to me and the body declared a truce with the mind…time to hike home. I’m sure the festivities continued into the wee hours of the morning….but not for this old gringo.
Buenos Noches!
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