The Big Pepi Surprise has been hard to top so for the last two days I have just hung out, eaten great quantities of guacamole, found some good signs, and basically bummed around annoying my kids by taking random pictures around town. Oh, and trying to get poor Zoe drunk (keep reading).
Everyone was drooling over this car…
Reunited.
We ordered this ‘virgin’ Pina Colada for Zoe, but it actually wasn’t virgin, and she and I drank about a quarter of it trying to figure out what that ‘weird’ taste was:
Zoe: I think there is alcohol in this drink
Me: No no, it’s virgin. That means no alcohol. Among other things.
Zoe: I think there is. My lips feel weird (takes another slurp)
Me: Hey Kent try this. I think there‘s booze in it
Kent (takes a huge swig): Hmm…nope. No booze.
Me: Well something tastes weird. Maybe It’s just not so sweet.
Zoe: I think they made a mistake.
Me: Hey Pepi try this.
Pepi (takes a glug): Nope, definitely no alcohol.
Zoe: I feel weird
Me (to server): Is there alcohol in this?
Server: I go ask.
Me: Who would serve a 13yr old a full strength Pina Colada?
Server: Yes yes of course there is alcohol.
Me: Well that answers that.
Me (to Pepi and Kent): Good job.
Zoe: I don’t think I can finish this..
Me: yeah well either way you’re not going to.
Server returns with a new Pina Colada.
Zoe (takes a sip): No alcohol in this one.
Me: Let’s hope we’re not hungover tomorrow.
Zoe: What?
Me: Nothing. Ok let’s go.
Meanwhile, in the bathroom, there was this beauty. I tell you, paper cup bath pulling is nothing but trouble.
And then there’s the innocent spelling mistakes, not to mention the punctuation error but most English-speakers I know can’t get that right either.
And look out!
I never did find out what this was referring to.
Jacob’s and his new coke-can name, Rafael. Kind of suits him.
It’s another Mel-garita to round out the night.
It seems the lantern lighting occurs all through out the holidays as I saw many more floating up under the moon. I bought a couple from a street vendor so hopefully I can light them without setting my hair on fire.
Thanks for hanging around with me.
Cheers,
Jane
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