Feb 13, 2005 18:51
So last night i went out with two of my roommates Ashley and Arielle and we decided to hit up Piccadily Circus for those of you familar with London since we didnt know what to do and thats a pretty safe bet neighborhood for finding something to do (its London's Time Square) so we hit up this one bar that we go to a lot and its kinda lame so we look to walk down to Leciester Square (pernounced Lester Square) and go to another bar area but we werent in the right state of mind to remember which street to take there so we decided to ask someone who was walking that way. And as Arielle is asking these3 random guys i look at them and say "dont ask them theyre obviously american tourists." sure enough they were. IN fact they were from NJ - princeton to be exact and i boast that i was from Jersey too. Our convo went something like this:
Me: Where in Jersey are you from?
Guy1: Princeton what about you?
Me: Right by Rutgers
Guy1: Oh New BrunswicK?
Me: Well yeah im from East Brunswick
Guy1: Oh i know someone from there, Heather O'Reilly
Me: No fuckn way i graduated with her
Guy1: I won the Olympic Gold medal with her - we were the only 2 from NJ to win it in Athens
**He proceeds to show me his Gold Athens Olympic Ring**
So even in London i found a piece of home. So these guys turn out to be pretty chiLL its the Gold Medalist was Jason? Reed (hes a Rower) his brother and his best friend and theyre older like late 20s (ones married and has a 5month old Kid) But for some reason they stayed with us. And did i mention paid for everything for us. They bought the girls 3 pitchers of Sex On The Beach and they bought me about 7 pints. And since they were having such a good time they decided to celebrate and bought a bottle of CHAMPAGNE for us to drink. Not to mention the payed 21 pounds in covers to get into various bars for 3 of us. We calculated it today and they spend 189 pounds on just us 3 last night.
I HAVENT BEEN THAT SHITFACED IN FOREVER. The girls were on a mission to get me wasted last night and with a little help from Olympic Gold they managed to do so. To get home we just got on a random bus that we had no idea where it was going luckily we know the city well enough to know the neighborhoods and somehow it was (somewhat) the right bus.
Moral of the story is that even in London Heather O'Reilly owns East Brunswick.