Post-Carnival
Three nights in a row is rough. I am so exhausted, it is almost 8:30-am and I JUST got back in from carnival. It was nuts, there were about 10 city blocks just packed with people drinking, puking, peeing, singing, and doing god knows what else. They had a live band, fat girls in hot pants with camel toe (not the name, just a description), apparently hot in Europe, gross to Americans. Our group had quite a bit to drink, but we were ready to get the party finished around 4:30-am but it was still hopping when we left at 6:30. Some people from our group went swimming in the atlantic (girls had swimsuits, idiot guys went naked), and they had everything stolen. They lost cell phones, credit cards, cash, IDs, clothes (hehe), everything. A rant, HOW STUPID DO YOU HAVE TO BE to leave all your stuff up on a beach at night in a huge drunken festival that draws people from all over the world. Honestly, would you leave all your stuff unguarded at Mardi Gras? NO.....IDIOTS GOSH. Anyway it was quite an experience, everybody should be at a party like that at least once in their lives, it really makes you appreciate your own personal space.
Stories to ask me about if you catch me online:
Girl pees in bottle on bus (no I didnt see, thank god)
The weirdest dinner ever
Crack hamburgers and big chocolate _____
Stories to ask me about if you catch me online:
Girl pees in bottle on bus (no I didnt see, thank god)
The weirdest dinner ever
Crack hamburgers and big chocolate _____