Pensacola Beach: Part Deux

So after a glorious hour of milling around while waited on the pharmacy crew to come back from lunch, we get back on the road. The weather was awful but we persevered reaching Pensacola at 4:53 pm. We pull into the parking lot and I look at the hotel, which is absolutely gorgeous, by the way, and realize that we aren’t at just any old Marriott or Hilton. We are officially at the Margaritaville Resort. I’m not a super huge Jimmie Buffett fan, but still, I cannot think of a cooler concept or name for a resort. Thankfully, check in was a breeze and we rushed upstairs to our room.

Yeah, Jimmie Buffett... I saw this dude’s face all over the hotel, including one of his books inside the nightstand drawer of our room together with the Bible and still I don't know who he is. The room was actually really nice, fresh and brand new. We had ocean view, bathrobes, lots of complimentary stuff... We got excited and started playing around, took pictures and opened a bottle of wine that for one reason or the other was waiting to be opened for several weeks. Weather was getting worse, and decided to stay at the hotel for dinner.

Okay, love. Jimmie Buffett is a musician who spawned a whole sub-culture of followers of people who love to party barefoot in the Florida Keys, drinking margaritas and pina coladas and flying pirate flags. And now, this guy who became uber-famous as the symbol for the laid back life on the beach is living the dream because he actually owns the beach. But I digress, so back to the story…pictures…free stuff…comfy robes… Yes, we went downstairs to the Frank & Lola Love Pensacola Café, to eat. The food was delicious. The soft, blue lighting and the singer that crooned elevator-approved versions of Green Day songs created an atmosphere was so romantic. If you would like to hear the juicy details (pardon the pun, please) and see pics of our meal, check out our “In Our Tummies” page. Moving right along, we went back to the room to find out more about Pensacola Beach’s nightlife and see what kind of trouble we could get into. We were not very successful. All of the bars were open-air and I was not convinced we would have a good time, cold, wind-blown and wet.

Ultraviolet perfoming at Bamboo Willie (and my gigantic daquiri)

Thanks for the explanation love! One day we will have our book on the hotels drawers too! Perhaps coupled with a certain Richard Dawkins best-seller :) Back to the story... For some reason, maybe confused by the rain, when we headed out we ended up at the wrong place! We realized that the bar/club we planned to go to was on the other side of the street. Since we had already parked we decided to give a chance to Bamboo Willie's. This was one of the places that we thought were only open-air, but they did have some indoor space. They are famous for their daiquiris, and after getting a sample of all their flavors (our waitress could not resist Becky's smile!) we ordered a couple and started listening to the band. Four ladies were up on the stage, playing classic rock from the 70's, 80's and 90's with occasional harder songs. After a couple of minutes we were convinced that they were taking no prisoners!

Watch our videos of Ultraviolet performance!

These chicks were awesome to 10^th power! I loved them. I’ll be honest, when we walked in they were playing a country song, so my expectations were low. But the song after that they rocked so hard and my admiration for them grew exponentially. The bass player was my favorite. She had a different crazy hat for every song and mismatched socks and shoes; a woman after my own heart. J  The guitarist was cool, too. She had the cutest pink guitar and song after song, she killed it with these crazy cool solos. She was intensely talented. I made a few video clips of their set, which included Sweet Child O’ Mine, Crazy Train, You Really Got Me, Eruption and even, Purple Rain. If you are ever in Pensacola Beach, I highly recommend going to see them perform!

See our favorite pictures of from Pensacola Beach here!