Nick, the owner of mullets had tried to prepare two horses for me and three friends to do promotional flyering through town. The boys were dressed in onesies, hair in braids and ribbons at each end. We set of with an esky of beer, a speaker pumping music and some Christmas treats and began flyering up and down the streets of San Pedo. After failed horse aquisition, we commuted on foot until all the flyers were out. Spreading the love with Christmas cheer and Christmas beers. In the afternoon I had a nap before heading to sublime for a chill night around the bonfire. The place was open until sunrise, where we stayed until the police came and shut us down at 6.30am. I went home and had a nap to prepare for the big day ahead.
Christmas Day I woke up at midday and stumbled weary eyed into mr mullets. All of the family was there and breakfast began with shots of tequila, sambucca and jäger bombs. We drank goblets of mimosa's while Andy cooked the bbq. Music was pumping and the vibes were high. Really, really high. The day was filled with lots of fun and laughter. In the afternoon the girls and I exchanged our secret Santa gifts to which I got a gorgeous tye dye cardigan. Don't act like you know me! Sublime was closed for the day to host a staff dinner. Being an honorary friend of Sublime, I headed there after dark where me and my dearest Pedge friends busted it out on the dancefoloor cutting it crazy with so much room on the dance floor for activities. We decided there should never be more than eight people on the dance floor at one time for maximum dance space. I had lost my phone, but I had hoped it would somehow find its way back to me, as I was in no state to recall when or where it was last left. I went home and chilled out with my rhi rhi before somehow managing to smoke myself to sleep. To my amazement one of my good mates jack had found my phone at the bar at mullets the night before and held onto it. My first close call with losing something valuable, and now I was on the front foot in keeping an even tighter eye on my things.
It was one of my closest friends birthday on Boxing Day, so I scooted up to Morgan's house singing my finest version of happy birthday before tackling her into the grass for a birthday cuddle puddle. We made our way down to el barrio for their famous all you can eat champagne brunch. Definitely one of my favourite meals in the Pedge. A couple of us Aussie girls kept an Aussie tradition alive by going 'Boxing Day shopping' (very tongue in cheek) where I treated myself and bought a gorgeous fire agate ring. After weeks of viewing this artists work, I finally decided on my piece. It was a girl time catch up time with Eliane where we braided each other's hair and polished off that bottle of ammeretto. We went to the Pop quiz at fe (really just for those incredible wood fire pizza's) with Morgan before heading back to her place for an after party.
Come Sunday and everyone was in shambles. We went to the bbq and ate the world. Ribs, all you can eat side dishes, craft beers... What a way to start Boxing Day, day! Elaine and I bought friendship bracelets of Mexican Amber from that incredible French artisan whom I bought my ring from the day before. Eliane was captivated by his black obsidian pieces where it took days and several visits to decide on the perfect piece for her.
In the afternoon, the brat pack and I (me, Eliane and three Aussie boys) went to an Israeli restaurant by the lake that we hadn't been to yet, casa blanca. We took a couple of sleeping tablets each and ate far Too much dessert - Nutella crepes and fruit salad, deep fried snickers and the rest. A perfect early evening of chills and indulgence away from the hustle and bustle of our usual holes. We all went back to the boys room for a cuddle puddle where we watched movies until we all passed out.
Monday afternoon I went to Elaine's place where I made a special batch of brownies and drank red wine. On the way back to mine I sold most of the brownies, soon paying off my ingredient costs and leaving enough left for me and my friends to enjoy. We ate dinner at Buddha bar and when I got home it hadn't settled so well for me, coming right back up. Unfortunate as I'd never had a bad meal at Buddha but this one wasn't right.
The following few days leading up to New Years involved sun baking, lake jumps and of course plenty of booze and food with all of the friends. New Year's Eve-Eve would be yet another ridiculous night of explosive fun, dancing the night away at sublime followed by an after party at chespy's. I was being a total pest and apparently coming out with the funniest things on the walk there and back. The next day I was incredibly hungover and unwell. It was New Year's Eve and I couldn't bring myself to even nibble on a hash brown. As time passed by and my friends all came to meet for breakfast at Mr Mullets, we all got a plate of breakfast, eating and chilling on the grass out the back. The vibes were so high and happiness was so abundant that just being around the pals my hangover was cured in no time. Unbelievable. I was having all of these stories told to me about how funny and crazy I was the night before which left me in tears of laughter. I didn't know I could be so funny! Glad I could make the night.
For the rest of the day I borrowed my mate Saxons laptop and chilled out in bed and watched a movie until I could bring myself to get up and out again for the NYE celebrations. I chilled out at sublime and had chats with my 'best not gay girlfriend', Adrian. I got together with the bandito family and we started the night at Buddha bar where we went out for a civilised and mature dinner and a dance. The infamous Pedge boys were back in town from visiting their families in the city, and come midnight I was swept up with a surprising NYE kiss. I then went on to sublime where the fireworks display was in competition with other towns surrounding the lake. Ferny, (sublime owner, resident DJ and original Ledge of the Pedge) had a cannon under the lake platform which would shoot fireworks (mostly) into the sky. The platform was packed with people and shook, scaring us it would drop with every explosion. Some hits were off and we watched the fireworks shoot into the lake which was an incredible display, exploding upon impact. We stayed at sublime until 5am when the police shut us down just before sunrise. standard party poopers.
January 1, 2016 and I woke up vibing. After breakfast, Ross, Chris and I created a pulley system that would connect between my place, and Chris' place, which was the penthouse of mr mullets and directly across from me. We attached a bag and pulled it to and from our places, filling it with gifts for each other through the day. The afternoon was down at sublime playing ping pong and getting drunk and dancing like crazy all night. A fleeting romance (if you would even call it that) that was meant to end before Christmas was continuing on and I wasn't sure what to make of it. The Next day I was feeling restless but went to meet Ross and the banditos for breakfast where I would be meeting his brother who was coming for a holiday in town, Aaron was a ball of energy and his personality was infections. I knew we were going to be just fine together!
The next few days were filled with the usual party night and early morning with little sleep. We were bulking on as much food we could eat and catching up on so many skipped meals during the silly season. Vibes were becoming a little more chill and I spent an entire four hours one afternoon laying on the couches at sublime and counting eight different friends who each sat with me and cuddled my legs during that time. I played a proper game of table tennis for the first time and it turns out I wasn't too bad! We just got super high before max swept me off the couch and ordered we get kayaks out on the lake. After nearly three months I finally got coerced into kayaking on the lake and we had a ball! Stopping in the middle of the lake for some beers and a spliff at sunset. Just glorious.
Come Tuesday, we traditionally went down and watched boys jam it out at fe. Always a high vibe time with free pouring tequila in your mouth and a set which composed most of our favorite songs. There was another awesome band playing at sublime so we rotated between the two locations.
Thursday that week it was pie day at the Alegre pub. The best meal in the Pedge! (And how I knew what day of the week it was). In the afternoon I was booked in for a Mayan birth chart reading. Maya culture was something that I began learning about four years earlier and what really captivated me in coming to this country in the first place. I was so excited to see what it would contain. I was very impressed with Hilda's knowledge and I learnt so much. Everything that was read to me about my life, past present and what my future was, was so incredibly accurate, and really just reiterated things that I had experienced and knew, and what I was already starting to understand about myself.
That night was dinner at Zoola which is always an awesome chill time where you eat sleep and smoke on the floor cushions. Friday was the much awaited downhill speed skateboarding competition. I was in the first crew up the volcano helping the Fe staff to set up for the event. Slowly all the crew from the Pedge would join us throughout the morning in time for the races. Hanging on the roadside, laying out of a tree - the view we experienced whilst watching our mates race was incredible. A beautiful day looking down upon the lake that we love soo much.
The next week and a bit was full of partying, spending quality time with my San Pedro friends, snuggling bunnies which my landlord owned on my rooftop, attempting to learn guitar, and music and dancing; and music and dancing! Come midnight on the 15th and it was Max's birthday. Struck down with illness, we sung him happy birthday at Buddha bar and gave him a card which we got all the pals to sign, before retiring into the evening with a cup of tea! On Sunday it was an epic Open Mic night at sublime and when the infamous "closing time" song came on to close up the evening, I sat on the dance floor in silent protest and soon had half a dozen to a dozen people join me, street dogs included! The following morning (afternoon) I cooked up a big pot of chicken noodle soup before falling back asleep until 7pm! The days leading up until the next pie day were some good quality days with my ill friend, eating and chilling.
Saturday the 23rd on January would be the first full moon party of the year. This is when there are secret midnight boats which leave from San Pedro to a secret location (to protect from the municipal) across the lake and psych trance music will play until the following afternoon. Not for the faint hearted! Max, Pancho and I, the three amigos (con mucho aho) broke away from the crowd (a favoured pastime of theirs) and went to one of the docks for the last boat to the party. Cruising on the lake in the middle of the night, lit by illuminescent stars, hanging outside the window, feeling the breeze across our faces, hair blowing in the wind. It was incredibly magical. It was antics all night, at an incredible home hanging off the side of the cliff above the lake, a fireplace, and of course the dance floor where psych trance pounded all night until morning. Serving "apple pies" through the door window to my friends and creating absolute nonsense talk would still be some very funny memories we talk about today.
Just before sunrise, we watched the stars and planets align to the mountains and volcanoes which faced ahead, cloud formations that looked like agels blessing their wishes upon us, and then the magical sunrise, bestowing all the colours of the rainbow in sequence from darkness until light. As the sun now illuminated the lake, me and the amigos hiked up to the top of the hill to experience what would be my first experience with DMT. A beautiful and (somewhat) personal experience that I had been waiting for and finally had that chance. So much information and knowledge came to me at that time that it wouldn't be until later that day (arriving back after 11am) when I stopped, and laid in my bed at home where I began to decifer and understand what it was that I received. I couldn't wait to have the experience again, now that I had my first little introduction and I wasn't apprehensive or sceptical anymore.
The full moon party was an intense experience, no doubt about it. Psych trance was a new genre of music to me, and well, let's say I'm not exactly an instant fan.... But as it is such a hugely popular genre in Guatemala to which so many of my friends are fans, and they show me genre's within the genre, I will say that I am slowly warming to it. And now that I have that musical association with some of the best parties of my life (more still to be told), it will always have a place in my heart (but not my playlist...just yet!).
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