Over Labor Day weekend, some friends and I went sailing for the first time. We sailed on Lake Michigan, somewhere near the Wisconsin border for hours. Of course being at sea is synonymous with partying. I had a few too many *cocktails mixed with the rocking of the boat, and passed out immediately. Notice I’m sleeping on a life raft just in case something happened. I stole my friend’s hat, too. It was a perfect day to drift on the lake full of booze. I’ll deem it the booze cruise. Notice my tan!
*The truth is, we weren’t allowed to drink at all on the boat. Nazis. We did enjoy some homemade veggie pizza and Gatorade, though. I can even vouch for being asleep. Maybe next time.
