Girls’ Night Out

March 28, 2011 at 12:13 pm (Uncategorized) (, , , , , , )


So, the bachelorette party was a smashing success.  The 8 of us gathered for pizza and beer early Saturday night and passed out presents that ensured the embarrassment of the bride-to-be.  We didn’t do the whole tiara-sash-screaming thing but she did wear a button and one of the other revelers made is matching t-shirts, which we of course put on immediately and while still sitting at the table (don’t worry, we kept it clean – our first stop was a family place).

Safest photo I could include...

Once we hit the bars it was clear we were a little louder than some of the other patrons but no one really seemed to mind.  Especially not the bartender who, in an ironic twist of fate, happened to be the bachelorette’s very first serious boyfriend.  No one knew that he worked at the first bar on our list and we ended up staying there for quite a while as he was reminiscing with the lady of the hour and providing us with ample free drinks.  The cute foreign doctors I met did the same and it was interesting to talk to people who only have a cursorily experience with America (I learned that they both love Ruth Chris’ Steakhouse and are amazed at how big the United States really is).

Something that we all quickly noticed was the attention a bachelorette party receives.  There was a strong correlation between groups of guys being told what we were celebrating and the amount of pick up lines we received.  It was as though every male out there assumed that the other girls in the party would be so despondent at seeing one of their own taken off the market and preparing for a walk down the aisle that we’d desperately fall into bed with the nearest coherent man.  It was an interesting phenomenon to experience and even more interesting because not one of their lines worked.

Other highlights of the night include a brief stop at a hippie commune owned by a top government official,  watching the bride’s mom down a few shots, dancing in the street, losing part of my boot and closing down a bar (first time I’ve done that in a while).  There are a few other memorable moments but a lady never reveals all of her secrets.

All in all, it was a pretty successful night on the town.  I was also able to get some quality time in with a few other great old college friends and I managed a meal at my favorite Cajun eatery outside of Louisiana – Yats.  The megabus proved relatively uneventful as there were no bottles of Jack floating around this time, which was probably for the best.  I’m still pretty exhausted and I could use a vacation from my vacation but it was all totally worth it.

I just need to figure out how to fix my boot.

Advertisements

1 Comment

  1. Mega said,

    This post would be more helpful with more pictures (of said party).

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: