Hangin' with Ron Jeremy

No, I wasn't, but in the pic to the left, Xabi, my Couch Surfing host looks like a porn star.

Xabi (pronounced shah-bee) and his girlfriend Jeanne took me out for some good old drinking. And damn, I thought I could drink! We went bar hopping and drank all kinds of booze. They were very cool to show me the good spots in Toulouse.

They were a lot of fun and really cool to talk with.






Here's another pic of Xabi not looking like a porn star.

At this bar, they only serve rum. I had rum with mango juice and they had rum with banana.









Xabi asked what I like-meaning eating and drinking-and I said pretty much anything. I'll crack open a Keystone, even if it's not good beer, if it's the only thing available. Same with food. It may not be my preference, but I'll consume it.

But holy sh** did I try the most awful liquor ever! Xabi introduced me to this French liquor called Pastis (in pic). You poor it over ice or you can add juice.

If there's one thing I don't eat is black licorice. And that's what it tasted like. It was so horrible that it made me nauseas.

As appreciative as I was for the thought, I just couldn't down it. Of course Xabi joked and said, "But I thought you liked everything!" Luckily, it didn't offend them that I couldn't drink it.


Awful drink #2 of the night, Absinthe.


















To make the drink: You put a sugar cube on a spoon, over your glass, and poor the liquor over it. Fill the glass half full, and leave some on the spoon. Then you light the spoon with fire and let it burn for 10 seconds and dump it in the glass, stir and drink.

I felt like I was in a damn meth lab.

Again it tasted like black licorice. So I had a heineken.


I wish I could have spent more time with them, even though my liver would have been mad at me.