"I feel like I'm on acid"
“I feel like I’m on acid,” is I believe the first thing out of Adam’s mouth when he saw Drunk Bay. We were enjoying a nice day on a nice calm beach on St. John when we noticed a sign for a place called “Drunk Bay” (no, seriously). Being the mature adults that we are, we decided that a pilgrimage was the only proper thing to do. If the walk there wasn’t strange enough (a cactus lined path that goes along a pond with red water, and a large area of nothing, like a salt flat), we were all shocked at what we saw when we got there. The beach is on a side of St. John that gets hit with currents and is one of the few places down here that actually has waves. The beach isn’t really a beach so much as it is a huge pile of coral pieces, rocks, and random items the tide has brought in. For some reason, people (or who knows maybe it wasn’t people, maybe it was aliens) started constructing things out of the coral and shit on the beach. They built lots of little people, pirates, clocks, execution scenes, designs, chairs and whatever the fuck else. There were abstract sculptures, giant rocks and pieces of wood precariously balanced so that even a stiff breeze made them move like a see saw, messages spelled out, and tons of other weird shit. Naturally we weren’t leaving without building something, so we built that giant pile of coral you see with the little pile on top. You should see the video.
