A Birthday in Sicily!

Noel, Eric, Mike, Jared, Alli and I rented a paddle boat after a huge ordeal where the Italians refused to let us pasty people onto the beach or rent sail boats.

All in all, it was totally relazing and fun times until Noel decided to mess with some snorkeling Italians. He swam right under their noses and surfaced about two inches away from one man's face, saying "Scuzzi!" The man was hunting (for what, I don't know) and waved a huge knife in Noel's face. A bit earlier, I swam with a lighter in my mouth to another paddleboat full of Italians, and when they found out we were students, they refused to believe Noel was a professor.

Later, as more people showed up, we went on an excursion for food and I ended up eating a sandwich made of unidentifiable meat stewed in lard. Needless to say, I didn't eat much of it.

Everyone stayed up to play Bocce Ball in a nearby park and get drunk. I conked out early. They tried to tell me I had to stay awake because it was my birthday. I told them that because it was my birthday, I would do as I pleased and sleep.