Bahama Trip Part Dos
	by HARRY GOLDFARB



       I wake up by the sound of a phone ringing, and realize that 
I gotta get my ass up to go to Nassau. Me, Tony, mikey and 
Pat make our way to the meeting place thing, without breakfast 
cuz we were late. Exiting the boat took real long, and I was
 angry cuz it was early. But it was all worth it when we 
walked onto that ferry boat thing. On our way there small 
afro children tried to sell me flutes. I asked the little boy 
to play it for me and he ran away. Around this time, waiting 
to get on the ferry, I can't remember who but someone started 
up THE CLAP.
       As it built, more and more people started doing it and it was
 sounding really good. Random people were dancing and even old
 people appreciated our teenage spunk and vigor. I got an 
awesome seat on the ferry, bottom deck facing the land as
 we cruised for the 45 minute ride. THE JUICE BOYS provided 
us with some good entertainment as we sailed, and the sights 
were amazing. The ATLANTIS hotel caught my eye. I see people 
inside the boat drinking some red concoction that the juice boys
 kept telling us to drink. So we did, and realized that this 
shits got RUM in IT!!! Good thing the chaperones (haha Sloan)
 didn't know this, because I downed 3 of them in fewer than
 2 minutes. It was good stuff I tell ya.
       The Blue Lagoon was heaven. This place was strait out
 of a bob marley video. Everything was sooo clean, the palm
 trees were gorgeous, the people were happy, and the 
SAND WAS PHUCKING PHAKE. Did anyone else cut open their toes
 on hidden rocks under the sand? Well I did and I wasn't happy
 about it. But breaking open Coconuts made me happy. 
Happy and tired. And hungry. Getting these suckers open was a 
Class Effort, and basically everyone joined in. good old fisher
 tried to climb up the tree but that wasn't working, so we 
threw rocks at it. (Woooooo SENIORS 20002)
       Since my excursion was basically just walking around 
on the beach, that's damn what I did. It was fun too. 
The water was fun to swim in, and we played football. But 
all this soon became tiring, so I found tom and we decided
 to go get hammered. We walked across the big wooden bridge
 onto the other side of the blue lagoon and found ourselves a bar.
 It was big too, with lots of steps. The large man behind the counter
 asked what me and Thomas preferred without any questions 
of our age. I ordered a rum and coke (easy on the coke) 
and tom got a Heineken. We sat in hammocks, listened to reggae
 and enjoyed our drinks without a care in the world. 
	Round 2 was rum and coke for me and tom got a white Russian.
 Round 3 was another rum and coke and another white Russian 
for tom. Round 4 cost both of us $12 but it was okay.
 (for a grand total of $22 each on alcamahol) We got those 
big ass blue tube looking jawns and basically the WHOLE thing 
was rum with a splash of coke. The man called this concoction 
a "Big Boy" and told us we would enjoy them. O we did, o how we did...  
Part 3 soon