Woke up and went on a float trip down Salt River with some of the other interns. It was seriously like MTV Spring Break only in tubes going down a river; there was voluminous beer drining and much displaying of hot bods, including one exhibitionist chick with pierced nipples who went shirtless for the duration of the trip (4h). Lots of dumb risk-taking behavior in the form of cliff-jumping.
Sometimes the river would widen and get real stagnant and then we would sit around like a single big flotilla, as marshmallows were chucked around, listening to the latest hip-hop garbage on floating radios. The water in such places was absolutely disgusting, an amalgam of cigarette butts, plastic bags, crumpled beer cans, and general filth.
In other places it narrowed and got faster. Once during one of these stretches I thought it would be a good idea to try to stand up and surf. Of course, I fell off, and got drug along the rocks at the bottom by the tube I was still clinging to. (Later, at home, I took out my contacts and my eyes started burning and watering so bad from that poisonwater that I couldn't even keep them open.) After whole ordeal we went out to eat at Wendy's. I initiated a terribly hypocritical conversation about the evils of processed food while I wolfed down 4 junior cheeseburgers.
Posted by Alan at June 8, 2003 02:39 AM