I once went on a diving trip with a dive group. We flew to Cozumel, Mexico. The island was beautiful. The water was so clear and you could see beautiful fish. After a day of diving the group would meet down in the outdoor lounge and have the drink of the day. They would make some beautiful drinks in all colors with those paper umbrellas. I would go over to the bartender and point at the colorful drink that I wanted. We would sit around and talk and then all catch a taxi and go into town to a restaurant and eat. It was usually Grouper. After I would go to the bar where everyone would go. I would sit there and listen to the loud music and just talk and laugh with people. One day I bought tickets on this cruise boat, it was called the rum punch cruise. They would give you these rum punch drinks. We went to this beautiful beach and got off the boat. On the beach were these tables full of food and tiki torches all lit, casting light all over the water. Then we got back on the boat and they played loud music and we would dance. When the boat ride was over we all went over to the popular bar that played loud music. The guy that ran the boat came with us and sat with us and bought me more drinks. It was a really fun atmosphere. There were t-shirts stapled to the ceiling from all over the world. We would just tell stories and laugh and drink and it was a fun time. Later in the evening, I got up to go and catch a taxi, but the guy that owned the boat said he would give me a ride back to my hotel. I said “OK”. He was nice all night. It was not far to my hotel and so I let him drive me home. In the car he drove past my hotel and drove down a dark road and stopped the car. “Why are you stopping and why did you drive out here.”, I said. I was starting to get scared so I got out of the car. He got out of the car. I would walk around the car in order to keep him on the other side of the car. I thought “Oh, no, what have I done. I should have taken the taxi.” I told him I needed to go back to my hotel, that I had a dive to go on the next day. I could see him the next night. I was tired and needed to get back. He would just keep trying to get next to me, so I would just circle the car. I didn’t know what to do.
What had I got myself into…………………….
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