21!

Well, I can finally drink in the states!

To celebrate, a group of maybe 10 of us went to Steve's Mama Tica's beach cabin.  I guess it wasn't really hers, but she told us about it and got us a great deal--6 bucks a night.

Left on Friday with some of her friends in a bus, so packed in that our feet didn't touch the ground.  Drive was like 3 hours long, including a good hour on a dirt road.  We finally got there and checked out our place--this great compound with a swimming pool.  

Then we went to the beach.  It was this amazing black sand beach, and there was nobody else there besides us  Not one other person.

Got back, and let's say a typical 21 birthday party ensued.  That's all I'll write, but check out this video.

Oh, and Steve's family Tica saw us icing each other--read: me getting iced.  They wanted to play, but didn't quite understand the game, thinking that I essentially had to drink whatever was in the cup I was given.  Anyway, they "iced" me with a crab.  Dunno if I've ever laughed so hard.

One more note: we were the first people to ever stay in the complex--it had just been build--and so on the second night, the owner had it "blessed".  So were outside drinking beers when this Santa Claus man drives up in a white robe with a red cross on it, pulls out his holy water and starts splashing the place.  Nothing was safe--not the pool, not showers, not us... all got sprayed with holy water.  It was just hilarious because we were sitting there drinking during this whole process.