Full moon party

The full moon party was exactly what you would expect. Half naked 20 year olds, running around in body paint under a full moon (which you don't notice past all the neon lights) with fire twirling poi, fire jump rope, fire limbo, fire breathing, water slides (with fire hoops), and mushroom shakes (which were bunk, but I was so drunk who knows if it had a big effect. They sell $10 buckets of booze that consist of unopened 1/4 liter bottles of vodka with a bottle of redbulls and a bottle of ginger ale. It's all unopened so people don't get dosed, and it's in a bucket so it is served on ice for you and your friends. They throw like 8 straws in. I shared mine with Jo,but basically kept drinking them without thinking. Delicious night life.

I got into the jump rope three times. It burned me each time. Only my fault once though. The first time I jumped in someone else fucked it up. The second time it was me running in on and upswing and it just bashed fire into my chest and chin. I could smell the singed hair. The final time I got in perfect, but before I could enjoy it some drink ass fell in and messed it up. Then, within between my legs, the fire helped to burn off whatever hair was left on my thighs and make my cut off jean shorts a little shorter.  I quit after that.

Met some cool kids from Telluride CO who were also staying at your resort. We planned on meeting up in a few hours to go in on a taxi boat ride back to hotel. They were the same price as a regular taxi, but on a fucking boat. Unfortunately we were staying at a resort with a large sandbar, so no boats could get into where we were at. Electronic music blared away as thousands danced, mushroom shakes and what was probably Molly was being consumed by giddy college kids on their extended spring breaks. The night faded into a blur for me from another neon bucket of liquor. And no one ever really noticed the moon.