Is it possible to have too much fun? Or for the party to be too rockin’? Or for the crowd to be too rollicking? After my visit to Nippers on this trip – I would say that the answer is “Yes.” To say the place was crowded does not do justice to the visual – it was insane. It was like being tickled under the armpits for way too long – at first it was funny, and then I was just ready for it to end.
The attendance at Nippers on this particular weekend was influenced by a triple whammy: 1) race week, 2) pig roast Sunday, and 3) Fourth of July. I have never seen so many bodies crammed onto the brightly colored decks. So many in fact, that there were bodies spilling down the steps and out onto the beach in every direction. Power boats dotted the pristine turquoise waters as their owners cranked their stereos and frolicked in the surf. The pools at nippers were so full that it was visually difficult to tell whose skin belonged to who, and every brightly colored umbrella around the pool deck was providing shade to multiple heads. The lower pool proved to be quite a spectator sport as there were two girls showing off their strip club moves – completely sans inhibitions - causing quite a stir with the crowd.
This was our first official stop after the arrival of Amber and Michael and our departure from Marsh Harbor. En route to Great Guana, I told the crew what a beautiful, pristine place the Nippers beach was. After experiencing the mayhem on the day we arrived, I am sure they all questioned my sanity. Needless to say, we did not stay long. After taking our obligatory photos on the rocks, buying our Nippers hats and t-shirts and finally acquiring a drink from after a very long wait at the bar, we headed back to the Fisher’s Bay side of the island. The much less chaotic pace of Grabbers was a welcome change. We all felt just a little bit dirty after that trip to Nippers.
P.S. We were able to confirm that Park’s parrot painting was still hanging above the bar at Nippers – two years after she first hung it there.
