Gina and I went to Cancun, Mexico with a bunch of Witnesses. We mostly did our own thing, Gina and I, but we all took a trimaran day trip together. We still have pictures of one of the ministerial servants looking really drunk. And our PO (who is now a Circuit Overseer) was having a drinking contest with one of the ship's crew. (The crewman won!)
We all let our hair down that week. Gina and I went to a little bar behind the Hard Rock Cafe. We bought drinks for the band, so they sat at our table during their break, which was interesting since they spoke almost no English and we spoke even less Spanish. While Gina was away from the table, I managed to convey -- or rather, thought I had managed to -- that it would be great if they would wave at her from the stage, acknowledge her in some way.
Gina returned, they started playing, then started waving to her. And started motioning to her. They were inviting her on stage! She wound up playing the drums during a song or two. It was so fun watching her, she was in 7th heaven. (No pictures unfortunately, but the ones in my head are incredible!)
I don't remember ever consuming that much alcohol in my entire life. (Of course, I probably wouldn't remember it, so...)