Last nite I drank the most tequila I have ever had in one night. I think I have found my favorite brand - Jose Cuervo Tradicional. Very drinkable. 5 shots drinkable.
And today I feel fine. Very cute Pablo (different Pablo) on a street corner bar hooked us up. Then we went to some place in a touristy area for another. Then - I know it´s weird - but there´s a sports bar owned by a canadian on the beach where one of my party had to go to watch the Vikings game the other nite and we fell in love with Carlo the bartender.
Carlo on Christmas was drunk and poured us a few more shots. And then we danced to some salsa music.
(not to worry, D., I was just having a Dancing with the Stars moment. In front of the whole bar.)
I reached my shot limit but then we had another with Carlo.
And then, I just had to do some karaoke. There are several canto bars here but none of them were really rocking on xmas, especially not as early as 10:30. We decided to go with the our oldness and headed back to Pablo on the street corner for more. Then my cousin in law and I giggled and sang the entire way back to the hotel walking along the beach path (a.k.a. lover´s lane) and telling pirate jokes.
An example of a pirate joke:
What is a pirate´s favorite country? AAAArmenia! It never gets old, especially after spending the evening with Jose Cuervo.
I have so much to share that I can´t even focus, and I´m so sad to be returning to cold and dreary Pennsylvania tomorrow.
Ciao!
Oh my gosh cous! I never knew anyone could move their hips like you did last night!
Tequila or ¨No Tequila¨, I´m impressed!
Posted by: Tg | 26 December 2007 at 12:29 PM