En route by bicycle from Cairo to Capetown in Africa, me and my fellow cyclists decided to have a party at an unsuspecting village called Bahir Dar in Ethiopia.
In case you don’t get it, a P Party means everyone dresses as something beginning with the letter “P”.
Some popular choices:
- Poker dealer
- Peter Pan
Some people went beyond the party concept and went as:
* Poem (difficult to explain)
I went as a Pygmy
How? well I went to the local market and spent 3 hours getting my hair shaved into circles, put red and black lipstick all over my face, put on my birthday suit and sprinkled on a few leaves. Some local dude gave me a stick and that was about it!
The night was a huge success, over 50 people dressed up and all my supporting make-up & hair colleagues (local villagers) from the market came along too.
The night finished at about 5am and I don’t remember the last couple of hours. However I do remember winning first prize for my costume which was a bottle of terrible local “wine”.
P Parties Rock!