drunk grandmas

last night was amusing. upon arriving home after school i noticed that we had a guest, coquita, a friend of julia. apparently this was a special occasion because tonight they were finally going to drink a bottle of champagne that they had purchased together two years ago. apparently they had been trying to drink it for the last two years but had never found the time or something. i didn´t totally understand. so after dinner jose had had enough of the ladies and left and we proceeded to drink the bottle. apparently two glasses of champagne is about two glasses too many for grandmas because both of them were sloshed. it was late and coquita had to walk home and julia insisted that we would accompany here. it was raining outside but they didn´t seem to mind so off we went, me with a drunk staggering grandma on each arm jabbering away in spanish. i think what really topped off the scene though is the fact that i´m a least, and i truly mean a least, a good foot taller than either one of them. indeed a delightful evening in bariloche. me and the grandmas.