Tuesday, May 22, 2012

The Colorado River.

I couldn't think of anything to write.  I went to Laughlin the other day and got on a boat to ride along the Colorado River.  It was quite a beautiful experience and I would like to share the things I remembered.  I remember....

The time I was heading towards the boat.  I was with a group of individuals and we were headed to the store to buy last minute items.  There was a married couple, which were the hosts of the boat ride; another married couple, the parents of the girl who's married, and four other people.  While we were on our way, the married couple were in the heat of discussion over the amount of items bought at the store.  The wife was upset because she thought he had bought too much food and materials.  But the truth was that she did not want to go to the store, so she sent him without a grocery list; thus, giving her no reason to be upset.  But here they were arguing over the phone and making us all feel uncomfortable.  What I don't get about married couples is their inability to understand that they're bickering makes us all feel uncomfortable.  I cannot stand when people argue and I would like to kick them in the mouths in hope that they will just shut up.  But what I see is the slow cancer that is taking over their love because marriage does that to you.  I know, I switched it, but I don't feel sorry for them or their bullshit.

While on the boat, I was mostly focused on the excitement of the boat.  The wind hit my hair so fluidly, and my nose was so dry; I loved it.  The scenery went from pleasant, to natural, to hot, but all very comfortable.  At one point in the middle of our ride, we stopped to get a splash of the water.  Imagine jumping in a tub full of ice water.  What do you do?  WHAT DO YOU DO?! You swim to the nearest ladder to get the fuck out!  But man did it feel sooooo good!  We did this twice before we went to our destination: Lake Havasu.

While getting to Lake Havasu, I was told by the married girl of the horror stories that happened at Lake Havasu.  One story was that a mom went with her children and decided to hang out by the lake where the jet skis were driving by.  The mom was hanging out in the water; a man fell off the jet ski, the jet ski kept going, and the woman was sliced.  She bled to death.  Another time, a little girls was playing and got lost.  My cousin's friend decided to go to the lake and hang out; he stepped on something on the lake floor, and wondered, "What's this?"  It was the little girl.  And there are many woman walking around with pasties and thongs.  I think I'm making the trip this year for sure.

The rocks in the middle of our journey were gorgeous.  All I kept think was I wish I rock climbed because I would so rock climb these rocks.  But I can't and I won't risk it.  Before that I saw two people having sex in their boat.  Very sexy.

So would I return?  Definitely.  Life is fucking crazy and if I was more insane, I would tell you the whole story.  But right now I'm getting ready to workout.  Because I like being fit and skinny.  And I'm never getting married, so I have to maintain.

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