Well the first time I guess was then I just turned 14. I was on a trip with my father and big sister. They both wanted a drink so I tagged along to the bar. My father thought it might be a good idea for me to have one if I wanted to, as he thought it was a good idea to have me supervised the first time. I had no idea that to have so I took the first thing that came to mind. James Bond drinks martinis, so that´s what I got. It was awful. But I couldn´t let my sister see me as a "wimp" so I decided to drink it as fast as possible. And let me tell you, the drink looked nothing like the kind James Bond drinks. I´m still not sure I got the right one. It had the tiniest straw you ever saw. So I drank the whole thing through the straw in about 15 seconds.
Bad idea, boy was I drunk. Not that I would admit it though. But my sister still tease me about it, and I don´t think my mother still has forgiven our father. But I´ve never been a big drinker. I can drink if I find something I like, but none alcoholic works just fine. And I never drink to get drunk, which seems to be the only reason for drinking in Sweden. Well, almost anyway.
Oh yes, I´m rambeling. Time for bed.