east village idiot

Over the weekend, I celebrated my birthday on a sunny early afternoon at Water Taxi Beach.

Unfortunately, that sunny early afternoon quickly turned into a stormy late afternoon. If you recall, it pretty much rained from 4pm onwards on Saturday. And by “rained,” I mean, “looked like the world was about to end given the thunderstorms, hail, high winds, and plagues of locusts.”

Water Taxi Beach’s staff quickly shuffled everyone into their tent when the storms approached. This was for safety’s sake, obviously, since the only place to take shelter on their “beach” is an electrified light-up artificial palm tree. We gathered up all our drinks and headed into the tent.

After nearly two hours in a sweaty tent with loud dance music, the worst of the storms finally passed. It could be worse: I could’ve been out in the rain. And the very accommodating staff at Water Taxi Beach passed around tons of free hot dogs for everyone in the tent. Once the storms died down, we found out that they extended happy hour for a couple hours to make up for our misery. We walked over to the bar to learn that Water Taxi Beach was no longer a beach.

Welcome to Water Taxi Pond.

I don’t even want to know what was in the water, but I scrubbed my feet down that night.

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