Monday, March 1, 2010

Eureka!

As shocking as this may seem, I believe I have found an answer to my previous question.

In this short week of uni orientation (O Week), I have become quite the alcoholic.  Okay don't get too riled up just yet.  By that, I just mean that I've gone out drinking almost every night.

Seeing as beer is the cheapest drink over here, it has become my beverage of choice whenever we go to bars.  I used to hate the taste and wonder how people could even enjoy it.  But as with durian, caviar, and other seemingly unappealing foods, beer is an acquired taste.  Now, I revel in the smooth, slightly bitter, frothy, fizzy feelings I get from a tall, cold one.

Beer is also the most social drink.  Here, splitting a jug is the cheapest option when going out.  It's also a way to meet new people if you all split one or offer to buy one for the table.  And even though I don't particularly advocate the standard of buying a girl a drink if you're interested, it is the most casual and affordable option.

I know people complain about how filling it is and the copious amounts one needs to consume to get drunk, but both those grievances are actually solutions to my problems.  Since it's filling, I pace myself really well.  And even chugging it won't leave me in the side of an alley spewing my intestines out.

Despite my frequency of drinking this whole week, I never felt sick.  I was perfectly buzzed, maybe a little bit more.  But every time was enjoyable.  And beer helped me limit myself.  So for that, my liver thanks me.

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