No More Booze Cruise

In the news this week, the Spanish Balearic Islands have decided to re-brand themselves. Apparently the islands (which include Majorca and Menorca) have a hard-hitting party buzz and it’s becoming a problem.

Starting this week there are several new laws being enacted to try to get the problem under control: no more party boats with the drinking the only agenda, happy hour specials are prohibited and once the clock strikes 9:30 p.m. no more alcohol can be sold until 8 a.m. the next morning. In addition pub crawls will now be against the law, as well as “balconing” (which I had never heard of) – the dangerous craze of jumping off balconies into swimming pools.

The new laws will be in place for at least five years in attempt to encourage “respectful tourism”.

Any bad behavior you’d like to blame on too much imbibing?

53 thoughts on “No More Booze Cruise”

      1. i thought at that point i could handle a kid a year add to the collection.

        i do enjoy them and look forward to grandson growing up.

        i’ve asked wife about fostering or adopting and she tells me they don’t do old folks

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  1. big toe on my right foot got broken twice one summer and as a result is welded solid from trying to step down one more step when i was already at the bottom of the stairs

    and the one my wife still lives telling is the time i opened the closet door and pissed all over my shoes. she tried to tell me and i responded in a slurry yeah yeah yeah and i filled my loafers

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  2. OT – “Terry Jones, who earned a spot in comedic lore as a member of the British troupe Monty Python and also had success as a director, screenwriter and author, died Tuesday. He was 77.

    His death was confirmed by his agent, according to The Associated Press. Mr. Jones announced in 2016 that he had primary progressive aphasia, a neurological disease that impairs the ability to communicate.”

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      1. OT: man, I shouldn’t have even started watching that. There goes my morning.
        Along with Rush drummer Neil Peart, and Buck Henry, there’s three.
        And personally, a good theater friend Joan, a fellow lighting designer, Mike, and my aunt Arvilla. Dang. It’s only January 22. Sigh.

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    1. I feel like Huckleberry Finn in this group
      I started drinking regular when I was about 12
      Started out on colt 45 it tasted bad but it was the strongest beer you could buy in the day and the buzz was exceptional
      over the years I developed a discerning taste for the difference between blended whiskey and seven versus sour mash versus scotch versus brandy vodka tequila amaretto Kahlúa but I was never much of a gin guy
      my one year anniversary of getting off the sauce was 12/13/14 so it’s been a while
      i substitute marijuana for alcohol when desired buzz is on the agenda but i was surprised to learn how rare it is that i am willing to give up my brain to go off to la la land with pot vs how easy it was with a glass of wine followed by a second where the slow roast vs the immediate
      zap of a puff.
      this year my daughters were heading out for new year’s eve with their friends and i told them if there was a need to call me instead of uber
      they left about 9 and by 1030-11 we were ready to crash. i went up and debbie was fast asleep and it was 11:15 so i decided to grab a tea and then i thought i’d do a solo celebration and eat one of the edibles i bought in denver back in july. i bought what i thought was a 3 month supply of buds edibles and smoking oils and i have made a really tiny dent in it so after i ate the edible and realized it wasn’t aging well i decided to go all in and have a second, then i crawled into bed and pulled the bedspread up to my chin and fell deep off to sleep in my butterscotch cbd haze. it was quick and complete. i know this because when the phone awakened me i was way way off in deep sleep and had to shake cobwebs out to realize it was only 1230 and i needed to get down to funky town to pick up my daughters crew
      i had a hard time living with the iphone mentality of just following the directions on the phone without knowing the address i was being led to. i got them home safe and sound and was never concerned about being to high but i will say i’m a bit out of practice.
      thank goodness

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  3. I wish we could blame current Senate GOP behavior on too much booze, because at least then there would be the possibility they would sober up.

    Wedding dances out here are grand occasions for alcohol fueled misbehavior. Red Eye is a home made concoction made from Everclear and some flavoring like cinnamon or apple pie that is handed out at such affairs. You can imagine the results. We don ‘t touch it. I don’t think we have been in a bar on our town for 25 years. Our community is too small and I just don’t want the hassle.

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  4. Rise and Shine, Baboons,

    I learned early on, during a cornfield party when I was 19 years old, that I have little tolerance for alcohol, and I get hangovers easily. Following that one incident I have always been a light drinker. Some of the problem is probably that I am allergic to fermentation. Recently a wine filter, called “wine stcks” have been issued and that allows me to have a glass of wine now and then, which is nice because I enjoy wine.

    Unfortunately, my inability to drink much means that all of my bad behavior since the early incident, has occurred stone sober. I cannot blame it on over-imbibing.

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  5. A college friend of Swedish heritage visited Sweden for the first time when she was a teenager. She was in Sweden over mid summer holiday, and was extremely surprised about all the excessive drinking she saw. Her family was pretty pietistic, and she thought all Swedes were like that, and the sight of busloads of intoxicated Swedes in ditches was an eye opener for her.

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    1. Swedes, and Norwegians too, have a rather strange relationship to alcohol. They have strict laws related to alcohol purchase, public consumption, and DUI, and they are enforced. Add to that that alcohol in those two countries is extremely expensive, and you have at least a partial explanation for why, on weekends, you often find boatloads of Swedes and Norwegians on ferries to Denmark, imbibing as much cheap liquor while at sea as they can. In cities like Copenhagen and Aarhus, two Danish ports that routinely get the bulk of this influx, they have a very bad reputation. Reputable hotels often turn them away because they cause all kinds of trouble. They also get blamed for a lot of misdeeds, whether guilty or not. Ask any Dane who sawed off the head of the Little Mermaid back in 1964 and they’ll tell you, a drunk Swede. This, of course, has never been proven, but it’s a problem that has persisted for a long time.

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  6. Remember when popular entertainers like Foster Brooks, Frank Fontaine and to some extent Dean Martin, who portrayed chronic alcoholics, were considered amusing and even endearing?

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  7. Wish I had some juicy drunken idiot stories to tell, but alas, I don’t drink to excess. I can’ prove it with any breathalyzer test results, but I don’t believe I’ve even been legally drunk. Yes, I’ve been in that slightly buzzed state but at that point I just get tired.

    I have this thing about being in control of myself at all times. *shrug* Not exactly the life of the party.

    Chris in Owatonna

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  8. I’ve never fully understood the desire to get ‘Wasted’. Why is that supposed to be fun?
    Oh, I have a drink when out. Or even at home. But just one and we fall asleep on the couch then.
    When I was younger and we’d go out after the show, I could have 4 mixed drinks. Which worked well because they were usually 2 for 1. If I had 5 I had to close one eye to get home.
    Once at a cast party at a neighbors house I had just a bit too much. A friend said they’d follow me home. Well, the two turns it took to get to my driveway were easy. My friend turned around and went home. The rest of my driveway snaking through the fields was the hardest bit. They didn’t know that.
    I still tease some fellow stagehands that they took me out and made me drink before I had to go back and up in the rafters to run a spot for a show. They laugh at me; They MADE me drink?? Well, peer pressure, yes.
    I had to make myself sick before I could go run the spot. I’d have never survived otherwise.

    Another ‘Back in the day’ story. After a show was over and loaded out, we’d go to the back room, find a left over keg and peanuts and have a drink before going home. It was the boss that let everyone in and led the situation. I only remember that happening once as I was the new kid and pretty soon the drinking had to move out to the parking lot. (New house rules you know). That happen a few times, then drinking on city property was pretty much ruled out completely.

    Not to mention, for a week I’d swear like a sailor after working these events.

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  9. I didn’t drink alcohol till college, and freshman year I sort of made up for lost time. It only took getting sick once to get me to tone it down a bit, but I’m sure there were plenty of times in the next few years when I had way too much to drink. I would talk too loud and lose good judgment after a few glasses of anything.

    For a stretch after son Joel died, I had at least a glass of wine every evening, often two, which would make me want more at times. That worried me because there is some addiction in my extended family, so when we moved to Winona, I took the opportunity to change the pattern. I how have half of one of those little bottles (from a four-pack) a few evenings a week… more than that makes me fall asleep! Except at gatherings and parties… : )

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  10. OT: My nine-year-old grandson visits me three times a week after school. When he popped in yesterday afternoon, he said, “Well, that was an adventure!” He explained he’d lost his coat at school. He was still trying to find it when the bus driver threatened to leave, so he got on board without the coat. That meant he had to walk two blocks from the bus stop to my apartment wearing just a thin shirt and slacks. In January.

    I commended him for taking this so well. I was about to deliver a grandfatherly talk about how people like to hang with people who are good sports.

    Instead, he told me, “When I have a problem and I get upset, I make myself calm by thinking two things. First, you never know when something might go wrong. I mean, there is no guarantee.

    “Then I tell myself that it could be worse. Some kids don’t even have coats, but I do.”

    Back when I was trying to train dogs, I learned the virtue of keeping silent when there is no need to instruct. My grandson already had things right. No need for wisdom from Grampy.

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  11. I don’t want to spoil anybody’s day, but I just heard that Mr. Peanut–you know: with the top hat and monocle–dies in an ad set to roll in the third quarter of the Super Bowl. I’ve never met a legume I liked better, even if he does come from the top 1%..

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    1. I saw this on the news this afternoon as well. I don’t understand the need to kill off a fictional character like that. I felt the same way when they got rid of the Dos Equis guy who was supposedly the most interesting man in the world.

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    2. one of my favorite new to shows “this is us” has the dad die in the first season but he is a constant character due to flashbacks and stories about recalling the old days

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  12. Attend any major league football, baseball, or ice hockey game and you’ll witness plenty of obnoxious behavior fueled by excessive consumption of alcohol. Spring breaks are notorious for it as well, not to mention some cultural celebrations, such as St. Patrick’s Day and Cinco de Mayo, that often devolve into drunken brawls at night.

    When I think of artist such as Townes van Zandt, Philiip Seymor Hoffman, and Truman Capote, to name just a few, it grieves me that we don’t have more effective ways of dealing with addiction. And that’s not taking into consideration the millions of people whose relationships, families, and lives are wrecked, one way or another, by it.

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  13. There’s an old Danish play “Jeppe på Bjerget” (Jeppe on the Mountain) where Jeppe is a henpecked, drunk of a husband. At one point Jeppe muses that everyone talks about Jeppe being a drunkard, but noboby asks why Jeppe drinks. At the moment I’m taking a brief respite from watching the Senate impeachment trial, and I’m wondering whether booze would ease my frustration and disgust? I’m afraid it would just give me a headache tomorrow.

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  14. Underage drinking was pretty common when I was in high school, and I wasn’t particularly exceptional. Binge drinking tends to cure itself, though, because the misery the next day quickly convinces you it just isn’t worth it.

    The good thing about getting your binge drinking behind you at an early age is that you no longer embarrass yourself when you’re old enough to know better.

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  15. this was started earlier so i double posted it

    JANUARY 22, 2020 AT 9:34 PM EDIT
    I feel like Huckleberry Finn in this group
    I started drinking regular when I was about 12
    Started out on colt 45 it tasted bad but it was the strongest beer you could buy in the day and the buzz was exceptional
    over the years I developed a discerning taste for the difference between blended whiskey and seven versus sour mash versus scotch versus brandy vodka tequila amaretto Kahlúa but I was never much of a gin guy
    my one year anniversary of getting off the sauce was 12/13/14 so it’s been a while
    i substitute marijuana for alcohol when desired buzz is on the agenda but i was surprised to learn how rare it is that i am willing to give up my brain to go off to la la land with pot vs how easy it was with a glass of wine followed by a second where the slow roast vs the immediate
    zap of a puff.
    this year my daughters were heading out for new year’s eve with their friends and i told them if there was a need to call me instead of uber
    they left about 9 and by 1030-11 we were ready to crash. i went up and debbie was fast asleep and it was 11:15 so i decided to grab a tea and then i thought i’d do a solo celebration and eat one of the edibles i bought in denver back in july. i bought what i thought was a 3 month supply of buds edibles and smoking oils and i have made a really tiny dent in it so after i ate the edible and realized it wasn’t aging well i decided to go all in and have a second, then i crawled into bed and pulled the bedspread up to my chin and fell deep off to sleep in my butterscotch cbd haze. it was quick and complete. i know this because when the phone awakened me i was way way off in deep sleep and had to shake cobwebs out to realize it was only 1230 and i needed to get down to funky town to pick up my daughters crew
    i had a hard time living with the iphone mentality of just following the directions on the phone without knowing the address i was being led to. i got them home safe and sound and was never concerned about being to high but i will say i’m a bit out of practice.
    thank goodness

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  16. when i went to dumb dumb class ( drunk driving class for offenders in the old days) the teacher said many drunks have a problem where they learn how to drink to avoid hangovers and headaches.
    a few of us looked knowingly at each other

    if i went nuts mixing my boozes or drinking all sweet liquors like ameretto til the night ended i would feel a little tough the next day.

    my dad used to laugh at how stupid it was to get drunk with the other sales guys at a trade show
    “wake up the next morning feeling like crap knowing that was the best you were going to feel all day “ was his memorable line
    someone taught me the magic of orange juice rehydration sugar for energy boost pulp acts like solids to get you digesting like you were eating and after two orange juices it was like nothing sinful entered your body

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