I went to my cousin’s wedding. I had a great time. There was great music, great food and an unending supply of alcohol. I usually do not drink, but since it was free and people kept telling me to drink more, I did.
Everything was great, except for one thing that I wish we had had more of.
My cousins married a white man, so the only Black people that were there were, her cousins and a couple friends. In total, there were about 12 Black people out of 85. I felt a little out of place, but I pretty much hung out with my cousins the whole time. However, I did make friends with a couple of non-Black people. I really liked my male cousin’s girlfriend, who was Puerto Rican. We hung out a lot. I met a nice couple, a white woman and white man who I chatted with. I also met some other white people, who I thought were cool.
When I got back to the hotel, I fell off the bus. I was a bit tipsy myself because I had some champagne, a cosmo, two glasses of red wine, rose champagne and some other cocktail…so by the end of the night, I was feeling pretty good to say the least, even though I wish that I didn’t go so overboard.
Something else, I find that white men are very funny when they’re drunk. Obviously, I can’t speak for all white men, but of the ones I interacted with last night, it was very entertaining. I found that I got along much better with the white men who were there when they were drunk because they were so funny.
I’ll post some more stuff later.
Anyway, aside from one awkward moment the following morning, which I will have to describe at a later note, I really had a nice time.