Well, the night just escalated from there. I honestly don’t know what to tell you.
Flosstradamus tore the place up. At one point there were so many people on stage and even on the DJ decks that you couldn’t see the deejays. It was amazing.
Probably not so amazing for the security guards trying to keep the aisles clear and the theatre from getting ripped to shreds. Why you would put an act like that in the ship’s theatre, I do not know. People were dancing on the chairs, jumping on the chairs, shaking the railings. The whole place sounded like it was going to be torn apart by the bass.
Ah well, it survived and so did we and today we go out to our own private island for more festivities. Dear lord, help me.
Pic from the private island party – it. was. amazing.