I get wasted (even more so]

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  Buzios, Brazil
Saturday, December 8, 2007

For some reason I wake up at 10am which is idiotic since I only slept for 3 hours. I head to the beach and I start talking to these two Americans. They are like the coolest married couple ever and Sal and Laura (hopefully they are reading these blogs and end up emailing me) are really interested in my travels. They seem pretty intrigued that I am traveling so long by myself through South America. It's weird for Americans to do this, but not for the rest of the world. Anyway, I have a great time hanging out with them.

I had to change apartments (because the one I was in was reserved in advance) and I forgot that I left a bottle of vodka in the freezer of the old apt. I really want this vodka and I knock on the door of my old apartment and some Brazilian dude and his wife answers the door. I try to explain I have vodka in the geladaira (sp?) but I don't think they really understand. He somewhat invites me in and I go to the fridge and pull out the bottle of vodka that was stashed in the freezer. Ok, now they understand. The wife looks less than pleased that I basically came budging into the apartment, but the dude gets it. It's liquor man, can't waste that shit. I knock out a couple of glasses then I go party with the youngsters at the pre-party house. There are 3 dudes there who are of course young, but 2 of them speak english really well and we hang out for about 2 hours as the chicks are getting ready. Great time, it's nice being able to speak english and crack jokes with people. Since the girls are taking so long, I tell the dudes that chicks spend way too much time on the wrong shit. I mean, they'll spend two hours fixing their hair, and doing their nails and makeup and making sure that their purse matches their shoes. But the thing is, guys don't care about this shit. I could give a fuck less if your fingernails and toenails are painted, I could really give a fuck less if your shoes match your bracelet or whatever. But I do give a fuck if your stomach hangs over your belt or if your ass is too big or if you have cankles. Why do girls spend so much time on this inconsequential stuff? So I tell the dudes, that girls are idiots and spend time on the wrong things. Instead of painting your nails for an hour, take that hour and workout. It makes no sense. But me and the dudes find my take on the subject quite amusing. Go to the club and run into Sal and Laura and talk to them for awhile. Sal buys me a vodka redbull and this pretty much lights my world up. I kind of blow of Joana to try to kick it with this other chick. That didn't really work out though, so I sort of blew it with both of them. I do this all the time here. I always try to upgrade and half the time I end up fucking up everything. The grass is always greener, or in this case, the ass is always nicer, or the tits are always bigger, or the face is always prettier etc. I go back to the preparty house at some point and say goodbye to all the girls, especially Amanda. Sad that I will never see her again as I am leaving in two days. It's probably 6am or so and I decide that going to the beach would be a good idea. I go back and change really quick (I lived really close to the club and the preparty house) and stop on my way to the beach to get a beer. A beer, this is the last thing I need. I get to the beach at probably 6:30 or so and go swimming wasted off of my ass. It's cool though as nobody else is out there. I end up passing out on the beach at some point and when I wake up the sun is beating down on me, I am completely parched and I have a mouth full of sand. I feel fucking awful. I spit out the sand and I realize that I am probably nearly dead, or at least I feel that way. Anyone who saw me passed out on the beach had to think for an instant that I may be dead. I move all my crap to some shade and pass out under a tree for a couple of hours.

Fin