show me the way to the next whisky bar................
Italy was AMAZING, completely amazing, by far TOPS any other vacation, it runs laps around them. Brooke and I had a fantastic time. Most of the people we went with were douchbags, but the fun still went down. I don't even know WHERE to start in the stories to tell. I can't even wrap my head around it all, so these are my memories, mostly for me.
The Classic story:
The 2nd night we are there MEIER did not care where/what we did. Big mistake right there. so we take that and go OUT OF CONTROL. ONE word can sum up that night, and thats ABSYNTH- look it up. Fucking 89.9% alcohol, not proof which makes it ILLEGAL in the US. It is like nothing anyone has ever experienced before. Its supposed to make you hallucinate and see the green faries. About 7 kids DOWNED the bottle in a half hour. That bottle was toasted to Mrs. Meier of course. To understand that night you must know the CAMPO DEL FIORIE - The most BANGING place in ROME.
That bottle of ABSYNTH screwed everyone over. EVERYONE. A boy got lost for 4 hours wandering on the streets of ROME all night. Meier had no idea how to react, while I and some kind hearted drunk souls searched the streets for him all night long. Long story short: he wandered home eventually
thats just ONE part of ONe story........
Rome and Sorrento would not have been if not for:
The S'MEIER- first and formost she made the trip so incredibly awesome by her lack of caring about our safety and just her overall presence.
Sistene Chapel- one of the most beautiful things that i have ever seen. Worth the entire trip.
THE CAMPO - 'nuff said
The BARS- which were on every street corner BEGGING to serve us. LEMONGELLO
Matilda - a banging club that I (and the group i was with) managed to get kicked out of! In which i had my very first car bomb
Brookie- BIRTHDAY girl partied it up. she loved it
Salt n' Pepper - PUSH IT - we found a bar to play that shit for us and it was off the hook
KAROKE - in which YOU GIVE LOVE A BAD NAME was played incessantly and Living on a prayer - BON JOVI
KAYDEN GETTING HIT BY A BUS, also kayden jumping off the roof, Kayden falling alot, and Kayden eating all the time yadda yadda yadda- hahahah what a kid
Gelato- banging due to LACK of any other food.
All the meaningless taxi rides in search of a club and a good time
The Gentleman's club
All of the shopping, and the culteral differences that made getting around the city exciting
The entire island of Capri, as well as the terrace at Hotel Central for its sunlight
Tiny little smart cars, and the CREEPY men in them who honked widly at brooke and I and any girl for that matter no matter where we went in the city.
In each one theres a story, and there is so much more to say that just can not be said here and now. When i get my pictures developed it will all come back. no matter how much i write i will never be able to get down all the good times. I know that SARAH CLINE AND CASSIE can understand how all of this went down bc they have had first hand experience with Mrs. Meier, there is no other women like her. I feel bad she had to deal with us, I think she declared that she was never taking another school trip after us.
I'm still on Italy time and its 4:55 in the morning so im gonna go PASS out.
Gratcie