Forbes published its new list of 500 richest persons on Earth and suddenly there is a person I know. He had migrated to another country and thirty years ago he came to Israel to attend a family event. It was a very nice gesture from his part and I remember he brought me a nice present. I have only a blurred memory of him because I passed though those happy years in a state of low-level drunkenness.
That event is associated in my mind with a book with the improbable title of "How to miss everything in a world tour" or something to that effect, where the author decribes how - touring Egypt he missed the pyramids (he spent the time in a local bar), then how he missed the seven world wonders and arrived home with pleasant memories having seen none of the famous monuments. That was more or less my state of mind in those times, I was invited to luxurious parties and all I remember is the horrible sweetness of the wine served, the taste of the vodka Keglevich (a vomitable syropy concoction then popular in Israel) I used to smell of and so on.
I found a twin spirit learning blogger in World Drinking Tour . Lets quote him:
Aruba is not exactly what you'd call a beer destination. Like other Caribbean destinations, it's the land of fruity drinks and bland lagers. But that's ok. The local beer, Balashi, tastes pretty good when you're sitting on the beach. If you're going to have a couple of beers, I always recommend drinking local, so be sure to have a couple of Balashis. On the other hand, if you're going to have 11 or 12, then I'd recommend the Heineken (usually not my first choice ... but Heineken does encourage you to enjoy Heineken responsibly, which I think means that you can keep drinking it until you accidentally spill one)...This man, although only a beer aficionado, has travelled all over the world courageously exploring the drinking jungle, bringing us his first-hand report of cool, darkened bars we shall never know. I compare him to fearless explorers like Speke and Livingstone who discovered the sources of the Nile.
What else did I learn?
I learned about heretofore little known and mythical religions of the Indian subcontinent. Then again, perhaps the religion was not native to India, and had only been outsourced there ... that doesn't make it any less significant to the people who lost their religion because of this outsourcing, but I digress.
What was I talking about again?
The Drinking String. An inspiring religious tradition.
A group of young Indian men approached the hot tub, and one had a long string draped over his shoulder. Naturally we inquired about the string, and it was explained that it was of religious significance.
The young man's religion did not allow him to buy alcoholic drinks. However, when he wore the drinking string, we was able to accept drinks purchased by others.
Last, but not least, if you're in Aruba, you might as well ride the Kukoo Kunuku party bus (pic) one night. Where else will they take you to a bar where they still play "Where the f#*$ is Alice"?