This week, we asked our bloggers, “Purim, St. Patrick’s Day and Spring Break all came around the same time this year. What was your craziest experience from one of the three?”
Carly Silver: I ran into a boa constrictor.
My craziest spring break experience didn’t involve Purim or St. Paddy’s day, but it did have a boa constrictor. I was in the Caribbean with a tour guide, when we stopped our van on the side of a mountain road. The guide got out and summoned a person standing by the side of the street to the car. The guy was holding a giant boa constrictor around his neck and encouraged us to take pictures with it. I was terrified, but was eventually persuaded to hold the rear half of the boa, aptly named “Boa.”
Max Elstein Keisler: I practiced poor personal hygiene.
I didn’t really have a crazy spring break so much as a boring spring break. I spent pretty much all of it back at my parents’ place, writing the material for my new EP–Vern-Roc from Berklee College of Music and the DE is on the beats. Let’s just say we’re taking it back to reality rap…and spiderman rap. Swag.
Sorry for turning this into self promotion, but my only other answer is “I didn’t shower or shave for a week” and I don’t want my fans knowing that.
David A.M. Wilensky: I actually saw adults misbehaving on Purim.
This guy headed over the Upper West Side for the Romemu/Storahtelling Purim extravaganza. And I was not disappointed. The shul was packed full of the only adults I’ve even actually seen misbehaving on Purim like they’re supposed to. The shpiel, which was tremendously elaborate, was Tea Party-themed. So it was complete with Sarah Palin, Ann Coulter, Glenn Beck, Rachel Maddow and a ludicrous cross-dressing emcee, “Rebbetzin Hadassah Gross.” It was raunchy and completely sloppy. In the best way.
Alisha Kinman: Camping. For real.
This year, I’d say spring break was very memorable this year. It was my first time…camping. No…not camping out at the Hilton or the Hyatt but in an actual tent. I’m not one to get sweaty but I also didn’t want to stay home by myself. I went to this place called Little Talbot Island, close to Amelia Island in Florida, and there was a beach literally in walking distance from our camp site. But for three days…I went without my computer and any other electronic devise (aside from my cell phone…which has no internet on it). There really isn’t a better way to describe going crazy than that.
