6 December 2018
…or as I like to call it, the misadventures of Fred. Mangia Mangia will have to wait until my next trip. Around 4 pm I took advantage of the two pools and two hot tubs at the Equator, biding my time until happy hour at 5 pm.
Since I was heading to Mangia Mangia for dinner which only serves wine, which I knew I would not be drinking there, I had a martini at the Equator bar. Against better judgement, I accepted an offered second one by the bartender. I remember commenting to a guy from Delray sitting next to me that I thought the second one exceptionally strong. In addition, the first one half filled the glass. The second one was to the top.
The next thing I knew (literally) I had lost my keys and a guy from Pensacola was walking me to the front desk for another key and then to my room. He was afraid I would fall on the stairs. At least I remembered to say thank you to him and then went to bed. This had to be around 6:30 pm. I waked around 9:30 pm, couldn’t get back to sleep until 2 am and then got up at 6:30 am.
Never has a drink hit me so hard. I don’t know if it was an empty stomach, the lack of sleep the night before, or if someone slipped me a mickey (do they still say mickey)? Everything after about 1/2 of the second drink is a blur.
I saw the guy from Pensacola this morning and he confirmed I only had two drinks. I thanked him again. He assured me I didn’t do anything wild or crazy at the bar. However, there are cameras everywhere on the premises so I may be a YouTube star before you know it.
I’m not going too far from the guest house today – I don’t want to be too far from a bathroom – and at 2:30 pm I have scheduled a 90 minute massage. It will be my first this year and I need my neck and shoulders worked on from sitting in front of the computer at home for long periods of time. I can now add to that a hangover.
My plans tonight for dinner is Azur which is within a block of the guest house. It is Mediterranean cuisine and the place has garnered some great reviews. I just hope I have an appetite.
P.S. No drinking tonight.