Fantasy
Fest 2002
Now that I've had some fun from 2000, Fantasy Fest
2002 turned out to be one hell of a good time. In 2000,
I learned a bit about the area. But now, I could explore
deeper into the montage of nightly goodness that has
no words to describe it. Event-wise, I learned what
true beauty there is in airbrushing. The body painting
contests were a site to see. Now, I enjoy taking as
many pictures as I can of the event. It trully is a
one-of-a-kind event! Also, I got to learn about the
different famous key areas of key west. Although I
never got to go to Fort Jefferson with my buddie George,
I did see the southernmost point along with key west's
other unique areas. Below, I've highlighted some of
the key points of 2002. And, of course, I hope you
enjoy the fantasy fest and key west pictures of 2002...I
know I did! So, if you have a story to tell about 2002,
contact me personally or head to the MySpace page.
Reunited with my buddie from Seattle, George. We
both learned the idea of fun and fantasy. Our many
adventures led us explore the people, places, and "things"
fantasy fest 2002 had to offer. For the key west fans,
take a look at the general pictures. For the fans of
nudity, partying, and all-around debauchery, go straight
to the party pics...don't pass go, don't collect $200.
Take a look at some of the last pictures of the "general
pictures". You would not believe how much trash each
night of the fest produces. The most amazing part,
though? It's all clean before noon the next day! I
give a BIG thumbs up to the clean up crew each year.
I met some very interesting people this year. One
in particular, though, was a girl who I met in Margaritaville
(FYI...this is george's favorite place). We were swing
dancing and it turned out she was from South Africa.
Anyways, we hit it off and have a fantastic night...dancing,
partying, and, um...details I would like to keep to
myself. So, after we part around 4am, she has to go
back to the cruise ship. Why? Well, it turns out that
she's the main attraction on this cruise liner. She
was worried all night that she would get caught with
me and get in BIG trouble with the cruise officials...since
she's not allowed to do that. Let's just say that I
taught the south african queen how to get "loose".
I think we both agreed that it was one of the best
parts of our lives. From there, we did part at 4am,
and I had a loooooong walk back. Now, I don't know
if you realize this, but the roosters start crowing
around 4am. So, imagine this: in between the cock-a-doodle-doos,
there were people passed out all over the sidewalks,
trash thrown everywhere, and jocks bum-rushing (tipping)
over the port-o-poddies. This easily tops one of the
most surrealistic events in my life. Hmm...fantasy
fest 2002...I was hooked!
The body painting contest of 2002 was quite amazing.
Unfortunately, I was still learning the camera, so
they are a bit blurry. But, I did get a shot of my
favorite body painting of all time. As you'll see,
there's a shot of a beautiful woman who had a chain
going up to her neck and a lock going down to her "womanhood".
Needless to say, she also won in 2003...
I met some of george's friends from seattle. He's
got some great friends. One of his friend's, Linda,
wore a great fairy outfit. So, we are by a restaraunt
and this flaming gay guy in another fairy outfit comes
up to her. He's got a pepper shaker full of sparklies
and starts to shake it profusely...I'll never forget
"oh, aren't you a sweet fairy...here's some sprinkles
for you sweet fairy! Sprinkle! Sprinkle! Sprinkle!".
Moral of the story: one fairy sprinking another is
one fairy too many. What a town...
The wreck of 2002: my friend courtney went down with
me this year. She's an interesting character to say
the least. After the first night, I might have seen
her all of 5 minutes. So, it comes to no surprise that
she rents a mortorcyle, finds a gang of guys, and wrecks
it BIG time at 3am on night before we leave. Her face
was broken up, she was bruised and battered...this
was NOT pretty! So, we're driving back up and we decide
to stop at a drug store to pick up some gauze. Of course,
she has to hobble in with me. And this gets better...I
swear the whole store was full of women clerks. So,
I'm literally going through hell...I think everyone
of the ladies there thought I was a woman beater or
something (FYI, I'm not)! So, will courtney be joining
me again...um, NO! But, I did get a picture of her
for my private stash. Nothing like telling a broken
and battered woman to sit and smile on the busted up
bike.
When driving to fantasy fest, remember to arrive
by thursday and leave on monday. If you're going friday
to sunday, you're asking for a beating!
And, no matter what...have an open mind and just
let go!
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