CheeseSteak, Buddha, and a Puerto Rican Wedding with no Salsa
Well the trip is over... I am back in Holland and back to the routine. I want to write about the last few days of the trip!

Friday we had a good time. Andres got out of work early and we headed to Philly. First we stopped and got some early dinner and had a Philly CheeseSteak. Then we relaxed at a cozy Brazilian place, the beer was good, we chated, Andy kept braggin about his parking space. Next was Bluezette for some Presidente, and then Buddakon, "Man that Buddha would look good in my bathroom." There we meet the Dupont Crew. Marc and Saskia were fun to say the least, Jessica (shot out #1) was there in the Jaws of life dress and Abe was hitting on an old lady who asked me to hold her bill. Excuse me? Do I look like a table?

Then the night got really started. We headed to Glam, some nice hip hop, Jess felt at home, like she was in the countryside of IL again (shot out #2). However Andres and I were ready for Salsa. So the crew was off to Cuba Libre, this club was hot. We meet the rest of Team Dupont there and started a fun filled night of Salsa dancing. Andres is much better then he cares to admit, and I stuck mostly with my Merengue skills but ventured into some Salsa and of course Bachatta when played.

On the way back Andy bragged about his parking spot, we saw a guy get his butt kicked and cell phone powerslammed. Ah... a good night. Philly was an adventure, a good time, and a future trip for me I am sure.









The following morning I woke up to a rude phonecall from Vic. Checked my voicemail, some rude messages from Vic. Then we headed to NY to see Vic, and attend the wedding of his sister Stephanie, who I meet two years prior when she came to visit Western Michigan.

The wedding was interesting, we sat with Vic's Cousin Jimmy, who I at first thought was Vic's dad cause Vic did a terrible job of introducing us to anyone. The reception was great, but there was no dancing! They played Salsa music all night, and no one danced... it was a crime against humanity. How can you not dance when Salsa is played?

It was nice to finally meet all of Vic's family. I talked with mom and dad a few times on the phone, but now I got to meet them and say hello in person. I look forward to seeing them again when they come for Vic's graduation.









After the wedding we went to a club in Newburgh, NY. It was great, good music and a college town club feel. Andres left around midnight to drive home. Then Vic and I headed home a little after that as well.

Sunday, well we slept in a little. I had breakfast with the Rivera family and then off to Michigan we went. I long no so fun drive later... here I am, home!