Sean Nero

Tor­ren­tial rain across T&T last Sun­day failed to af­fect the fun imag­ined as was ul­ti­mate­ly re­alised by thrill-seek­ers who made the jour­ney to the Saly­bia Na­ture Re­sort and Spa for an event sim­ply dubbed, Casano­va. Scores of fun-lovers con­verged for the fresh, funky, smooth and sexy pool par­ty, car­ry­ing cool­ers laden with pre­mi­um drinks for the full-day event. And, as fate would have it, they did not for­get to pack the sun-shiny per­son­al­i­ties that bright­ened the over­cast day.

Pool­side pa­trons moved their bod­ies in rhyth­mic mo­tion to to­day's hottest hits and mem­o­rable throw­backs, as de­liv­ered by a star cast of DJs, be­fore ad­vanc­ing to the fun in the wa­ter, at the event pro­duced by the Casano­va Cast. Orig­i­nal­ly, Casano­va was one of three pre­mi­um pre­sen­ta­tions billed to take place last week­end, but the post­pone­ment of the oth­er two-Red Oc­to­ber and Hen­nessy Artistry-ad­ver­tised to be held at venues in Port-of-Spain-con­se­quent­ly de­clared the Saly­bia love ex­pe­ri­ence as the on­ly place to be. Clear­ly, the pro­mot­ers knew how to treat their guests.

Even with their well-stocked cool­ers and oth­er good­ies, pa­trons at Casano­va were treat­ed to savoury com­pli­men­ta­ry treats that ranged from Pun­cheon Rum jel­lo-shots and punch-aid shots cour­tesy An­gos­tu­ra; salt prunes soaked in Sauza tequi­la from Al­ston Mar­ket­ing Com­pa­ny; Red­bull en­er­gy drinks; Sol­dan­za plan­tain chips cour­tesy Hol­i­day Snacks; and be­lieve it or not, Tro­jan con­doms from Os­car Fran­cois. There were no posers at the event, how­ev­er, just peo­ple who were coy, ini­tial­ly, about go­ing in­to the pool. But it did not stay that way for long. Wa­ter babes made sure of that. They cor­ralled their friends who were yet to take a dip and threw them in-ful­ly clothed.

Joy­ful screams and eu­phor­ic laugh­ter at those scenes ri­valled the mu­sic em­a­nat­ing from the speak­ers.

There were many who did not plan to go in­to the wa­ter but they were over­come, it seemed, by the sheer ex­cite­ment be­ing had by oth­ers in the pool. So, they even­tu­al­ly dis­robed, as much as they could, se­cured their high-end mo­bile phones, cash and ID, and made a splash in full-length jeans and three-quar­ters, too. Even with the sprawl­ing sand and sea of Saly­bia beach just a stone's throw away from the venue, Casano­va nev­er lost its ap­peal. Sea-bathers on the pub­lic beach, how­ev­er, could not re­sist the in­fec­tious vibes em­a­nat­ing from the Saly­bia Na­ture Re­sort.

Un­able to fight the temp­ta­tion, they tried to ac­cess the venue with­out tick­ets. Se­cu­ri­ty stepped in and de­terred them. It's any­one's guess how male life­guards on lo­ca­tion were able to stay fo­cused and avert po­ten­tial trou­bles pa­trons might have brought on them­selves-thank­ful­ly none oc­curred-with that many gor­geous, naughty girls be­fore them gy­rat­ing and jig­gling. Ku­dos de­served­ly go out to the mic-men at Casano­va, who with their birds-eye view of the ac­tiv­i­ties of­fered hu­mor­ous com­men­tary that crys­tallised the ex­plo­sive week­end of fun, at what was un­doubt­ed­ly the hottest event on Trinidad's east coast on the week­end.