First time at 'Bambu' - Nassau, Bahamas

Last night my brother and I headed to a new bar/club/social water hole that we were invited to check out by one of the owners.

When I first arrived on the curb of 'Bambu' I smelt the sent of horse shit in the air. As I entered the establishment, I still felt the odor forcing it's way up my nostrils. I never mentioned this to anyone as I thought that it was bloody obvious. After consuming my first cocktail I no longer smelt the sweet perfume smell of a horse's ass. I did however feel that my legs were going to drop off.

The stools at the bar are made of solid, and I mean solid wood. It's pretty heavy too, so no one's going to be able to steal any of them easily, but on the other hand, they'd make great weapons in a bar fight. I might as well have been sitting on a rock cause the stool was so hard, - they are going to need to get cushions. Pins and needles, if you know what I mean.

The music was like house music - very slow and monotonice. Dino, my old school mate, was the DJ and I informed him that he was playing good music with great base lines. This was after I had a number of drinks and the music actually had changed to good music. I started to jam until I found out that the drinks are $6 each and I was been charged $12 for my personal cup to be filled (I always travel with my own cup in Nassau). WTF? These guys must be retarded! There is absolutely no way that this place will survive for too long with that mentality.

New / old drivers licence

I decided that today I would go and get my new drivers licence which vanished last year around Christmas time (that would be December 2004). I know where it went. It left my pocket, riding in my wallet, that was taken from me at gun point. I told the masked man that he can have the cash, I just wanted the leather wallet and the rest of it's contents....including my licence.

The robber agreed and proceeded towards me when his partner in crime warned him that the "Police coming", so they both ran off in the bush, with my wallet no less. I was out of my car and I hailed the police vehical down. He pulled over and asked me "What da matter?" unconcernedly. I let him know that I had just been robbed and the two culprits made away through the brush.

The police man gently started moving his car forward when I exclaimed, "Arn't you gonna do something?!" He calmly replied,"No."

Irritated, I questioned him , "Arn't you the police?" to which he answered, "Yes, but I ain't stupid." I interjected before he sped away, "No. you're a fucking poor pathetic excuse for an officer! You're a disgrace to that badge"

I then jumped into my ride and took off, screeching around every corner.

Almost a full year later I decided that I should get a new licence since I found out that my old one expired that same month (Dec '04). I'm looking at it right now as I type. It was not an easy thing to do. It requires a lot of time and even more patience. The system sucks! "Go ahead and take your own sweet ass time!" They need to be a lot more efficient otherwise someone gonna go all 'postal' on them.