We stayed with friends at Residencia Gorila in Tulum, a creative art collective that invites artists and good vibes from all over the world to share life and ideas. The Gorila rooftop is the perfect spot for moon gazing, and the surrounding areas are perfect for beach play and breakfast love. Together with the dancing, the food and the arts – Tulum provides everything that a life loving spirit desires.
We found our way back to Tulum where the moonlight was telling a million stories and the beach embraced us in all of its warmth and beautiful vibes. We were invited to stay with friends and joined them for a party on the beach, under the full moon, under the palm trees and with what happened to be one of my long time DJ crushes, Nightmares on Wax. We played, we loved, we danced and we welcomed the sun as it came up in the morning.
We hopped over to Isla Mujeres where we spent the day on the beach and met a crowd of New Yorkers who insisted that we shouldn’t be taking the ferry back to Cancun – but join them on their catamaran instead. So we did. And had a beautiful afternoon on deck, dancing, playing, having drinks and swimming as the sun was setting and the moon came up. All as beautifully random as an afternoon on a boat can be with a big group of happy people. Thanks guys!
We ended the year on a beach in Cancun. An electronic music concert with David Guetta and his buddies who delivered a spectacular show – and loads of happy people, yet not too crammed, not too loud, and not too much in your face – we had enough space to dance around, enough hearing left to be able to talk to people, and enough energy and happiness to dance all of our make-up off when it started to rain. It was a great night, one hundred per cent positive, and I couldn’t have been happier and more grateful to spend it with two people who had made their way all the way to another continent to dance through the night and count down to 2015 with me. So much love, thank you darlings!
We continued to another beach once the party started dying out, had some food, danced a bit on the street and went home just as the sun was starting to make its way up. I was happy. A bit worried about 2015, but very happy.
Oh, and cameras were forbidden in the concert, so please excuse the quality of what is to come. Don’t miss the videos, though – one was filmed by a production company and features a split second of our dance moves at 2:24, and the other one is from my phone and captures the moment when the rain fell. I think our shared happiness can be felt through both the shouting and the music, that rain couldn’t have come at a better moment.