Enjoy the Moment

As I say, Henri always insists on paying our expenses for our night adventures. We had constantly sailed on Fifth Avenue in the past seven nights, and to my great surprise, one day he invited us to an expensive French restaurant to eat a full French meal. Even in the day time, he invited me to Royal Carnival beach to relax with the sound of waves, good music, mighty sun, and good food, and he invited me to Coba to climb a great Mayan pyramid and to wheel around the pyramids and forest with a bicycle. I had a really good time and started enjoying his company. I think that French people knows how to enjoy the moment and live fully.

Jean, who is French, was like that, too; I had had a great time with him in Cancun two years ago. One day he told me at a night club, “Shogo, I like to have a conversation with girls and dance with them, and I don’t care if they ignore me or not, because my intention is not getting laid; my intention is to enjoy the moment to the most and get to know new women whenever opportunities arise. Each one of them has their own uniqueness, which I’ve found out, and every time I talk to them about anything under the sun – even trivial things – I will learn something from them. That is my philosophy, Shogo.”

As I got to know of Henri better, I was beginning to know of his other side. We had been in Chilly Willys twice the past five days because of his passion. He wanted to get laid every day, that he confessed me. Henri doesn’t care if he pays five thousand pesos for a whore in order to get laid. Wherever we go, his attitude does not change. As soon as he sees a beautiful woman, or it does not matter if she is beautiful or not, he tries to have a conversation with her in order to get laid. It does not matter either if he pays or not, since his only goal is: have sex. Because of that fact, he has constantly gotten laid the past fifteen days without any rest.

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