Simplicity in Friends

Living in Vegas we tend to forget what the word simplicity means. My friends and I sat around the bar at Three Angry Wives drinking our beers listening to my sister Shaila's stories about Costa Rica. Shaila's stories tend to lean toward fantasy land rather than reality. This makes her stories all the more interesting. As I mentioned before in a previous blog Shaila and I couldn't be more different from each other.

While in Costa Rica she attempted to surf and managed to get 5 stitches while swimming or should I say floating in a non swimming zone. Of coarse Shaila's story started off, "while I was surfing" but in reality she could barely paddle with the waves pushing her toward the sandy beaches. When Shaila broke through the wave she was sliced by a friends surf board. She felt the pain but all of her friends informed her it was just a scratch.

At this point everyone gathered their things and thought she should get a professional opinion. In reality when they looked at her head they noticed a huge gash that would definitely need stitches. Instead of getting Shaila worked up they convinced her it was a small scratch. Although while Shaila was walking the 3 miles to the hospital she felt quizzie, faint and was in pain while blood was gushing across her forehead. I mean come on it's just a scratch right?

"You need 5 stitches," the doctor explained to Shaila. Shaila said...no it is just a scratch. In disbelief were her friends wrong or did they avoid worrying little Shaila while in Costa Rica. Shaila got stitched up and drank a lot more cold Costa Rica beer and stayed clear of that surf board for the remaining of the trip.

What does this little story have to do with simplicity? Living in Vegas it is hard to find little bars down the street where you can enjoy your friends stories. We tend to grab our keys instead of walking to the bar, store or anywhere. We decided to do the walk and enjoyed the beer the stories and the walk of Bocca Park and our neighborhood. As we walked home we couldn't help but remember when we were young and had to be home before the street lights. We would race home from playing all day. To me this night means simplicity. We were kids racing home from a good day of play time.