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A Different Kind Of Binge Day

by Tony · 20 comments

In order to fully appreciate how we came to be sitting at a bar in Cusco with a big baggie full of Cocaine in front of us, you have to go back to when Meg and I lived in Miami.

Because Meg was always traveling during the week for her job as a Business Management Consultant, we had a very detailed weekend routine in order to fit a lot in. Not a normal couples routine, but something that friends have described as militant, extreme, and disturbing. But OH LORD was it fun.

We would eat crazy healthy all week: All-vegetable meals, no dessert, passing on the rib-eye at client dinners, only fruit & veggies for snacks, and did I mention NO DESSERTS?

And then came Saturday… and we would BINGE on junk food: French toast, homefries, bacon, and milkshakes for breakfast; Giant cheeseplates for lunch followed by Betty Crocker brownies; Dinner out at a restaurant where the buttons on our pants had no chance of returning home attached to their waist bands.

It was 6,000 calories worth of epic and we called them our “Binge Days.”

Binge Day

So after 2.5 months of trekking through South America and having to deal with the limited food options in Patagonia, we were craving some good old American junk food by the time we reached Cusco, Peru. So on one of our first days in the city, we found three restaurants that reminded us of home and went to them all within 12 hours. We called this our “American Day” and Meg wrote about it here, but the real story is what happened between our final meal and when we went back to the hostel…

Every good Bostonian knows that a good night out doesn’t end until you’ve been to an Irish pub. And can you believe it? Cusco had a few!

So we waddled our overstuffed bellies over to the nearest Irish Pub, locally known as the World’s highest Irish-owned Pub, and ordered two pints.

Paddys Pub Cusco

The bar was fairly empty. Besides a few locals at the other end of the bar top, the only person near us was a mid-50s American man two barstools away from Meg.

As happens a lot on the road, the sheer ability to both speak English drew us together and we were quickly telling him all about how we used to have binge days in Miami and how we were having one that day in Cusco (I swear we aren’t this weird normally).

“I love it! I’ve been binging this whole past week!” Apparently he was extremely enthusiastic and supportive of our eating habits.

This moment, and only in hindsight did we realize this, was the moment our conversation forked down two very different roads. All because he jumped into our conversation at the mid-way point and we never thought it important to clarify that we were discussing food…

One road, was Meg and I recapping our favorite binge moments and how they made us feel:

“Oh man! We’d be so ready for binge day that we would just go face deep in whatever someone put in front of us.”

“Sometimes we’d go overboard and be close to comatose for hours.”

“Near the end of a good binge day, we could barely climb into bed.”

All fairly innocent statements when talking about food, right?

American Day Cusco

But if in reference to a hardcore consumption of cocaine in Peru? A totally different story. Welcome to the other road…

We only realized our error when after listening to our binge day stories, this man told us that one time he went so hard on his binge day that he walked around for hours with white powder all over his face.

Meg, remembering a funny incident with French Toast and some powdered sugar, laughed hysterically and said that happened to her all the time.

And what happened next my friends, is the moment Meg and I finally realized what our conversation had really been about.

Because upon hearing that Meg was also such an incredible binge-day enthusiast, he dropped cocaine, in what I can only assume was a bag normally used for commercial servings of flour, onto the bar top.

Peru Binge Day Mistake

With a slightly unhinged wink and nod of the head, he then said: “Binge day’s not over! Let’s keep this party going… The cocaine in Peru is fantastic!” …we could only return slack jawed stares as waves of realization hit us.

With a slight nudge under the bar from Meg, we are out of our stools and grabbing our jackets.

“Check please!”

About Tony
Quit his job to try actually following his dreams for once... and is currently loving it. He is working hard to to make this life-style permanent by writing about his adventures and brainstorming money making opportunities with his partner-in-crime, Meg.

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Caroline @ Traveling 9 to 5 February 25, 2013 at 11:34 pm

Love This! As always I never doubt you two getting into the most awkward situations… keep the stories coming :)

Tony February 26, 2013 at 3:42 pm

Thank you?

hahaha There are a lot of stories yet to be shared from last year… stay tuned!

Kipp February 26, 2013 at 5:13 pm

Guys I am really confused. I thought you said Brad left before you guys visited there?


Tony February 26, 2013 at 6:21 pm

Nice burn. Right after this happened we actually both said that Brad would probably have loved this guy!

Uncle Mikie February 26, 2013 at 9:30 pm

I have had numerous experiences in Jamaica – only they involved anything that was possible in trade – literally! Will trade stories off line….But know that I grew up with Midnight Express and this stuff scares me!

Tony February 27, 2013 at 10:30 am

We had some even more overt encounters in Thailand… and after seeing the movie Brokedown Palace, we wanted to be nowhere near anything even semi-illegal!

Callie February 28, 2013 at 5:17 am

Haha! That’s hilarious. I love that the conversation went on for so long…

Tony February 28, 2013 at 11:55 am

Yeah… we had quite the laugh once we were back in the hostel and realized how many things we said that could have been taken two ways.

Erica February 28, 2013 at 4:47 pm


Tony February 28, 2013 at 5:27 pm

haha yes… this was pretty much our exact reaction when we left the bar!

Edna February 28, 2013 at 4:53 pm

Hahahahaaaa I love the double meanings. French toast and cocaine….

Tony February 28, 2013 at 5:29 pm

It really made us aware of how dramatic our food descriptions had become…

Dan Thompson February 28, 2013 at 5:15 pm

LOL They’re called CHEAT DAYS! Cheat days; that will save you the confusion next time… well, unless of course the guy thinks you’re swingers. :)

Seriously though, funny story. I have a friend with an equally awkward cocaine / foreign country story… but for some reason these sort of things never seem to happen to us.

Thanks for sharing,

Tony February 28, 2013 at 5:30 pm

Cheat days! hahaha I know, but somehow we got used to calling them binge days. Hadn’t been a problem until then! Good point about cheat days though… could cause a whole other set of issues.

Julika March 1, 2013 at 5:55 am

Hahahaaa, this made me laugh out loud! Hilarious! Great story!

Tony March 1, 2013 at 9:47 am

It always gets a laugh when we tell it in person, but wasn’t sure if it would be funny in print… so glad it got a laugh out of you! Thanks!

Alli Campbell March 1, 2013 at 8:11 am

This was a hilarious introduction to your blog. I can so see that happening to me and that dawning realization. And then I’d be stressed about not offending the guy haha

Tony March 1, 2013 at 9:49 am

Thanks for reading, Alli! I love your sites layout and name… definitely stands out from the crowd!

Emily in Chile March 9, 2013 at 9:56 pm

I have definitely been to that bar, and considering the sketchy characters I met there, I can imagine a guy like that sitting next to you. But it’s hilarious that you got so far into the conversation before realizing you were talking about totally different things…awkward much?

Tony March 21, 2013 at 9:40 am

So awkward, Emily!

Funny when other travelers know exactly where and what you are talking about! A friend of mine who traveled through Cusco actually told me that he thinks he met this guy too!

Just goes to show you how far our obsession with food goes… our food language is the same as a binge drug users!

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