I'm Scared to go to San Juan Tonight
Al Roker told me it was going to be "bitter cold" over the weekend in Chicago so I am headed to San Juan. I will get to soak in some sand and sun and eat some local fare. I love Puerto Rican food. Plantains are delcious with a capital D. Why am I scared?
Whelp. I generally walk around scared of myself. I have done a lot of damage to my psyche and my body in the past with alcohol. I am my own worst enemy. I drank away my 20s and a lot of my 30s. This is not the first time I've been to San Juan. But, it is my first sober trip there. And, on top of it being my first trip to San Juan sober, it is my first sober beach getaway. I have not let my feet hit the sand without a cocktail in the past 15 years. So, yeah. Cue the dun dun duuuuuuuun.
Here are the things I remember about San Juan...The Pina Colada was invented there. Yep, I made it to the bar. That's all I can remember from my last trip in 2009. And, I had a huge fight with my ex because I drank too much. I am also not 100% sure that the Pina Colada was invented there or if the bartender just told us so we'd drink more. So, instead of judging me, just go ahead and pat me on my back because this time I am going to remember it all. I am going to have sparkling water with me AT ALL TIMES. And, my white-ass is going to wear SPF 50.