A Birthday or a Celebration

It was november of 2010, my sixteeth birthday , and i wanted to have the first party without parents of my life. I remember that i invited my six best friends, my girlfriend and my brother, who is two year younger, to Catemu, a little town in the Aconcagua valley.

We took very little money, and we had to stay in the country house of my aunt. We carry beer, vodka and wine, but we don't had the warning to took enough food, just some bread and eight artichoke, The result of all this was that my friends invited a kind of hippie homeless who had weed to the house, Diego, another friend, fell into a watercourse that pass to the side of the house, My friend Helio stood still in a middle of a bridge screaming loud that he love Mozart, and i got drunk before the 23:30 hrs, and i had a "lasting conversation" with the toilet.

The next day we had a long walk to the bus' station under a strong rain, i remember that i was wearing a soggy poncho, no bus or car stopped because all of us are wet, and i had a terrible cold. But the landscape are beatifull, and the groves looks so high and green, and i felt that all my soul and body was cleaned for the intoxication, i felt that feeling was shared by all my friends.