Thursday, June 24, 2010

Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas

Where do I begin with this interesting and thrilling book? As I read this book it reminded me of all the adventures I had in my life. In the opening Hunter S. Thompson describe all the narcotics and alcohol they were taking on their journey to find the American dream. I recalled the countless trips my friends and I took to the outer banks of North Carolina. We would get a wild hair and load up the car with booze we bought on base and head out. Once we got there we partied the whole weekend and cruise back to Norfolk just in time for morning muster on Monday. Barely able to stand we somehow managed to not get into trouble for the most part. On rare occasions’ one of us would fallout and the s#*t would hit the fan. Naturally I was into this book from the beginning. The essence of paranoia Thompson had brought back memories of my shipmates wait for the results from our random drug test and from times we came back to the ship three sometimes four sheets to the wind. Hoping that the Officer of the Deck would not catch us in our drunken stupor. That fear was enough to make us sober long enough to get past them and make it to our berthing (place where we slept on board the ship). All in all I really enjoyed this book and that is shocking for me because I don’t like to read a lot.

1 comment:

  1. I had my days going to the outer banks myself. Im from Va, right across the water from Norfolk. I can say I partyed with alot of Navy guys growing up. What fun it was. Just like you, the book brung back many of days of none stop partying but Im glad that i never got into as much s@!t as Thompson did. I dont know what I would have done.

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