HOLY CRAP SOUTH PADRE ROCKS!!!!
The sheer amount of fun I have was unbelievable. I should probably start at the beginning. We started off the trip approximately two hours after my last most anal raping final DISCO II. After getting pissed off and giving up on it, I drive back to the house and got my shit together for the trip.
After much delaying on my part, we got out the door only about a half hour late and embarked on our 22 hour journey through the most forsaken desolate areas of the United States of America. By this I mean Texas and Arkansas, holy crap what boring flat states. It was a fun drive. It was Kenny, Brent and I in the car, and Schroeder, Vegas and The George’s in the van. Fortunately for Brent and I, Kenny just watched Texas Chainsaw Massacre and he’s a bit paranoid, so we were having fun plotting our demise while driving through the more empty spots of Texas around 4 AM, and Brent kept telling ghost stories which was quite good at freaking out poor twitchy Kenny. One last comment about the drive HOLY CRAP TEXAS IS HUGE! We spent half of our 22 hour drive inside of Texas. It’s like never-ending prairie.
Finally we’re in South Padre. Day of arrival was crap. Weather was bleak and dismal and no spring breakers could be found. We checked in passed out, woke up at 11 went to a club. The club was filled with a bunch of loud punk bands that screamed about their misery while living in paradise. I ordered a 6$ shot, realized everything on the island was expensive, and then rode on a mechanical bull. I was the best Jewish Cowboy ever. I lasted longer than most though pretty sure I can no longer have kids. We came back to the Condo, had beer O’clock in the hot tub and then went to bed.
Next day woke up. The weather was still bleak, but no one cared. We went for a four mile walk on the beach to take care of some errands, bought some shot glasses, and walked back in a rain storm. We were on a beach so we didn’t care. We got back met a bunch of Mary Washington kids and found our party group for the break. That night everyone got drunk or buzzed and we sang karaoke at the hotel. American Pie in paradise is so much better than in Indiana. Even the Mary-Washington kids joined in. Lambda Chi was there, apparently acted like asses, but my A.D.D. was too strong for me to notice. Afterwards everyone went to the hot tub for some partying. Afterwards sweet sleep.
Sunday. The weather was Gorgeous. No clouds just sun with a balmy 70 degrees. Frisbee, Tanning, and Swimming were the agenda. That night went clubbing at Tequila Frogs listened to a sweet cover band and head banged without caring. Got kissed twice by two girls no idea who or why but still cool. Experienced a jaded sense of low self confidence cause I didn’t think a could talk to girl so left the club in a meh mood. Spent the rest of the night in the Hot Tub talking to the Mary Washington girls. Discovered it’s so easy to look cool if I just talk about the shit I do at school.
Next day same as before Tanning, Frisbee, and swimming. Even more beautiful. Lots more cute girls running around the pool. Got harassed by some local trying to sell us all a trip to Mexico. Said Screw it, but still went to a night club that he suggested. Club started off slow, but gained speed quick. I said fuck it and went up to this really cute girl to dance, she instantly grabbed on and we were off. I was like holy crap took a break talked to a different girl, played the charming roll and was off again. State school girls are Awesome! Did this over and over again through out the night. Grinding with a girl wearing a dress is so cool. Doing Box Step style dancing with a girl while she’s grinding is even better. Best night ever that break.
Everything starts to become a blur after this point. Lots of Drinking was involved. George was averaging 30 beers a day, as opposed to my average of only a few shots a night. Every day was tanning, fun, occasional movies, and lots of chilling.
One day the sun never appeared so we just sat around and watched South Park and drank it was great. Eventually we hit up the hot tub and that was fun. After some interesting conversation about the politics of pike several of us agreed to stay awake and watch the sunrise. I must say seeing the sky burst in to fire over the ocean is quite the site. I took pictures but they didn’t come out that great. So we all went to bed at like 7 AM and around 10 AM I got a phone call. I answered the phone in a sleepy slash hung over state. It was Rockwell Collins. Instantly I’m awake, though I have quite the headache. He tells me he would like to do a phone interview. What else could I say? I go out to the balcony and have a technical interview for a job while I’m sitting in my board shorts overlooking the ocean with a mild hangover, and 3 hours of sleep. Coolest thing that happened on break.
Well that sums up the trip. It was filled with ups and down. Lots of activities that were both cool and stupid all at the same time. I would do it all again in a heart beat. I was contemplating even skipping school for another week and just staying because it was so fun. So that’s that. Anyone who’s never gone on a spring break say screw it, drop 300$, and build some memories. Stay tuned for pictures of the trip.