>This post should actually have taken place on July 29, sorry for the delay. =(
Heading to the bar, it all started with “Guys, bring your bathing suits tonight, we may go for a surprise swim.” What does he mean, a surprise swim? How can a swim be a surprise?
What we didn’t realize was that the swim wasn’t going to be a surprise for us, but for the owners of the pool. Tim, Gustavo’s friend, knows of a place where there is a luxury pool for rich bankers or something like that, and we are going to get drunk and sneak past the security guards to go for a 2 am swim. Sounds like fun! Well we managed to sneak past the guards alright, but when we got to the pool and started swimming with open bottles of vodka and tequila, practicing our dives in the shallow end and doing backflips off the railings, I guess we made a bit too much noise. Oooooops. The guards came and told us to bug off or he’d call the cops. “Du bist soo BORRRRING!” Here are some pics.
So after that, we decided our fun wasn’t over yet, so Tim showed us to a kids play area where the floor was made up entirely of trampolines. Of course, we had to scale an 8 foot fences to get there, while watching out for the guard in his car doing a circuit around the park. This part was right out of some spy movie, I swear. When the car highbeams come into sight, someone hisses something in Italian and everyone drops to the ground and tries to remain as still as possible, or crawl on their bellies around the corner of some building and to peer around it and see if the coast is clear. We finally managed to get everyone over the fences without making TOO much noise.
So we headed to the lakeshore to finish off the alcohol and “sober up”.
See ya’s later!