Living it up with rum in “La Noche de San Juan”
In Puerto Rico we celebrate “La noche de San Juan”. It is celebrated in June and basically it is a mega party. At 12 midnight we all head toward the beach and we throw ourselves backward in the ocean 7 times. It is supposed to be to wash away negative “vibes”, for good luck. One time I went with a bunch of friends. We found a good spot for the tent, which by the way noone used. With mary Jane and rum I am surprised we got that sucker up. Hours passed, more rum. Around eightish the rum started to sexually arouse most of us so we headed towards the ocean. The real funny part was that at that point others headed for the water as well. Soon it was like is this you? “Oh no wait that`s Victor? ” “Sorry dude.” ” Well since we started.” “Catch up with later Victor”. More rum. Time to throw up. Because it was early. More rum. “Did you feel that?” “Feel what stupid?” Feel it feel it. Come here. “What the hell is wrong with you?” In a whispered voice and to his ear, “The sand is moving”. “Really it is moving I can`t feel crap. “Shh. Stay still feel it.” ”Why don`t you go to the ocean to see if it`s moving?” “Where is my bottle?” “In your hand stupid” “Come one let us make the ocean move” “Where the hell I am going to leave my bottle?” “Take it with you” “Ok.” More rum. 10,9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1.Midnight. 99% of us were totally wasted. In a hush voice and to the ear, “Did you see that the sky is moving?” “It is supposed to move stupid” “I know that but look it is moving fast. Look. Who the hell took my bottle. Damm my cigs got wet. Anybody have a cigarrette?” ” I do” ” Really who the hell are you? Do you have rum too?” ” Actually I do” ” Let me introduce myself…” More rum…I opened my eyes and see sand all over the place. The brightness annoys the hell out of me. Mouth is dry and wait a minute my feet are getting wet. I laugh I had half a bottle of rum and a pack of smashed up cigs. I look around and like fish brought in by the ocean and left to die in the sand near me were about 30 or 40 people laying in the beach. Everyone sort of passed out in the same area. The tent? Right the tent. We had no idea where it was so we left it. The funniest part was rol call. I started yelling for my friends, “Victor” and he raised his arm and in a raspy voice said “here” “Diane?” “Here” All of us accounted for. I took the bottle and said might as well.
It was an incredible experience.
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