As mentioned in my previous blog posts, Husband and I recently went to Thailand on honeymoon, where we spent a loooooot of time drinking cocktails in the sun. At first, guilt prevented us from drinking alcohol before noon (though it didn't stand a chance at 12h01...)

We drank pink cocktails, blue cocktails, purple cocktails, green cocktails, yellow cocktails, multicolored cocktails.

We drank cocktails with cherries in them, cocktails with heart shaped pineapple slices on them, cocktails in hollowed out coconut shells, cocktails with lemongrass and chilli, cocktails with tomato and celery, cocktails with dragon fruit and cocktails with kiwi.


Now, if you have never been to an island for an extended holiday, never spent 3 weeks lying around in the sun, sipping on the sweet and heady nectars of pirate-strong rum and fermented tropical flavored marge-something-or-the-other-'s, you simply will not understand what I am about to say next:
We drank ourselves sober.
Oh, how my mother would be proud :)
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