Smokin’!
I’ve recently acquired the habit of smoking cigars.
It all started when a visiting friend offered me a cigar during a night out. I didn’t light up that night but kept the cigar in my mouth grasping the thing in my lips. Over the course of the evening I’ve found myself quite comfortable with the cigar in my mouth and found the slight flavor pleasing.
A week later, I visited a local tobacco outlet in one of the more upscale malls in Makati with the intent of buying a cigar and the accompanying paraphernalia associated with smoking one.
I got myself the following: a cigar cutter, a Zippo lighter, and a cigar.
And it’s not just any cigar, mind you. It’s a Havana Cigar, purportedly the best kind there is. I figured that if I was going to start I might as well start with the best.
Later that day, after a few bottles of beer at our favorite watering hole, I proceeded outside to light up. After finding a comfortable spot to sit I take my cigar out, cut one end up, and took flame to tobacco. Once my cigar was properly lit I took a puff (because you’re not really supposed to inhale a cigar’s smoke like regular cigarettes) and blew my first smoky breath.
Thankfully I had none of the awkward moments a first time smoker experiences as they’re portrayed in the movies like coughing or watery eyes. I managed to keep my cigar going and my dignity intact until I consumed the whole thing.
I’ve never really understood why people smoke but now that I’ve tried it myself I can somewhat understand the attraction.
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