"“I try not to drink too much because when I do, I bite.”."
Bette Midler
Sometimes I get so confused that I forget that there is no better place than the one where you enjoy being, even if it is difficult.
Luckily I get over it and come back, because the goat always pulls for the mountain, and I'm a goat of a bookseller and of writings, what I'm not very goaty about is drinking alcohol.
Maybe it is due to some little problems that happened from the beginning, and although at the beginning "we tolerated each other quite well", the lady thought she had certain rights and attributions over me.
The first time I "consumed alcohol" I was fifteen years old - because I was always very afraid of getting ahead of certain habits of adult people -, and although long before that I tried a few sips of beer at home, I always found it bitter and unpleasant to me,I enjoyed it in such a way that it was accompanied by very cute disgusted faces that I made in front of my parents, and that guaranteed that I would never get in trouble for it.
-It wasn't that he causeds problems for its either--.🤣
Well, that's how when I turned fifteen I was given permission to have an alcoholic drink: a sangria.
I remember the long glass dyed red by the wine and with ice inside, also decorated with a slice of pineapple on the edge, inside a very fine shaker with the silhouette of a giraldilla that represents the Cuban rums from Habana Club that allowed you dissolve the small portion of white sugar that rested at the bottom, although you could also put it aside and continue the action with an absorbent.
Honestly, the experience was very pleasant and exciting. That first time it was the perfect and balanced mix between red wine, carbonated water and fruits...or perhaps, the bartender, when he saw three girls alone in a bar, decided to add less liquor than the drinks contained in case it happened. something dangerous with us. The fact was that I only felt some butterflies in my head, accompanied by a terribly contagious and funny laugh.
It could have been a good start.
I remember very well all the physical and sensory aspects, but also that the tongue became tropelous and terribly sincere.
In other words, taste, pleasure and reasoning did not go very well together.
At that moment I understood that I could in less than 10 minutes stop being me, and start being the "other me", the new Miss Jekill who was becoming very sarcastic and sincere. ☠️
I didn't make it through two or three sangrias in two nights.I understood the challenge.
Later, I tried other drinks, the mojito, very popular among Cuban women and certainly very seductive and friendly to the palate, with the same result regarding the unhappy fate of my unleashed and sincere tongue, although I can admit that under its effects I can win any dance competition: casino, tango, classical ballet, Irish rhythmic dance, or perhaps you are even able to participate in a Maori dance and pronounce with great force: Ko Huía Mai.
Drinking is tricky, or does it transform you into someone very brave and daring?
Once when we were at the University, we were placed by groups in different sugar mills in the province, which were in areas far away from the cities, very far inland, where it is usually said that the devil gave a thousand voices and nobody heard him, well in one of those places, in the middle of nowhere, six girls in their twenties were staying in a small residence doing practical work in the cultivation of sugar cane.
One night a truck arrived with two young men who were to stay in that very place, and when they saw the girls they decided to invite them very formally to a tourist place quite distant from the village -- 20 kilometers -- to spend a pleasant night without any setbacks.😐
When we arrived at the place there were more men, and of course, when they saw the girls they thought that the night was going to be very fun and they invited us to drink mojitos...the truth is that I don't know if I drank mine very quickly, but right away I noticed that they were trying to take advantage of us over drinks, and I started talking to them so loudly that they got scared and returned us to our place of residence quite quickly.
The mojito saved us, didn't it?
It is clear that a mojito does not kill anyone, but it can cloud your mind in a second and cause greater evils depending on your level of tolerance to the drink.
What if someone adds something to your drink?
The thing about drinking is that it becomes a taste when you start to experience its flavors and its heavenly effects as it becomes the protagonist of the social pact that agglomerates parties, gatherings and events of any kind, and it sounds pretty fantastic when someone tells you :
- That seven-year-old rum has a complex aging process and is conceived to be savored over ice and ideal for use in various cocktails; you will immediately notice the nuances of ample flavors on your palate, with a strong aroma of tobacco, fruits, molasses and other wonderful essences.....mmm.... they sell big time the true nectar of the gods, or some vices for dependent people who don't yet recognize themselves as such?
I definitely like drinking in a very moderate way, first of all I recognize that I have very little tolerance to its effects, since I transit very quickly from fun and laughter, to euphoric de-inhibition without any kind of complex, and fully aware of it, I keep the level of consumption quite low and controlled so that I never lose control over my person.
Keeping a logical order of thoughts active in any circumstances is important to take care of your life and that of others.
Perhaps it is precisely the fact of not wanting to lose control, and understanding that if you cannot handle it responsibly then it is better not to consume alcoholic beverages.
Many people like to eternalize through drinks the feeling of euphoric happiness, desperately seeking to float and be imprisoned by a joy so surreal that they cannot notice that it is totally false... and that the dream of eternal ecstasy that they think they need through a glass of alcohol does not exist at all.
I like drinking, but it is out of my habits.
I can't say that I don't like to drink, in fact, I like some, a beer to mitigate the heat, a wine to share with friends, a cocktail for a special occasion, but for me its presence is conditioned, it can't become a habit even because it is good for the heart.
Finally my great truth is that I am a lousy drinker because she is stronger than me, but being able to recognize it gives me a great advantage: I can control her and keep me away from the vices and dependencies.
This is my entry to the weekend engagements usually proposed by our host Galenkp.
- Alcohol... Do you drink it in moderation and to be sociable, just to get drunk as fast as possible or don't drink at all? Explain and use your own photos.
Always very grateful for your reading.
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