Sunday River, Maine Day #2: III
That party last night was intense. I probably passed out right around 1:30am, voluntarily of course cause I wanted to get up early. Adam was rustling about around 7am, and it wasn't for that I probably would have still been sleeping. We got our shit together and took the shuttle to the mountain. It was another day of mash potatoes so trying to look for something fun was not going to happen. Mush, mush, mush. Bleh. The only thing we could think of was round 2 at the good ol' hot tub. We went back to the hotel ditched our gear and headed over. This time there were like 15 people in that tub. Shit was so relaxing. The Rutgers game was on that night so alot of our crew went to this local eatery the Phoenix to eat, drink and watch the game. I didn't feel like going and neither did Eilon so we just chilled and studied herbal medicine again. We are bored so we decided to go join everyone. I counted up our round of beers before we left and we were down to about 20. I also nicked a nearly full thirty pack from other room so that gave us about 40 or so. I got there and relayed the news to our roomies. A couple guys sprung for another case and since the store was closing I ran over there picked up another one. While I was there it started snowing!! SCORE! That meant we would have some freshies and they could blow snow all night. However, another night of hard partying was in store. The highlight of the night was definitely when Brett brought back the hostess of the Phoenix to our condos. From what I understand he ended banging her on the pullout couch in his condo. Ramapo 1, Maine 0. I don't really recall the rest of the night and I am sure nobody does either but I got it on video, again. Which I'm still scared to review. Check out tomorrow in the morning and some sweet snow