I don't even know where to begin. I obviously returned home safely in one piece from my epic adventure to Ocean City. I say safely in light terms comsidering the injuries I suffered during my travels. I will now attempt to take you through the highlights of the trip.
Wednesday: After a rough hour or two of big wave body surfing we head back to the room to start drinking. This room consisted of 2 double beds, a 17 inch tv, and a broken chair. It was a hotel you might see in a b horror movie. We made the best of it. After that it was time to hit some local bars. Here things start to get fuzzy. I think we headed to Brass Balls. This was your run of the mill bar and grill. Not too Bad. I must have had a good time because I apparently ripped my shirt off and streaked across the boardwalk. Losing my wallet. Fun fun
Thursday: I started out at a pool bar which was a fairly good time. But the weather was ridiculously hot and the pool felt as if 24525 people pissed in it. I settled for sitting at the regular bar.
Friday: This was probably my favorite day. We totally skipped eating for the day and went to the ever popular Seacrets Jamaica USA. Now if you don;t know about Seacrets it contains the following. Floating rafts where swim up waitresses serve you, Table set right in the bay, and 4-5 tiki bars surrounding the resort. We opted for the tables in the bay. This was extremely fun because every hour or so I would purposely fall out of my stool into the bay. After a few hours of this I was starting to get a little tipsy. The people around me were enjoying my antics so one group of girls dared me to hop on the the table and cannonball into the water. I couldn't resist. I quickly climbed up and cannonballed into the water with many cheers from the crowd. This was however the last thing I did at Seacrets because the bouncer tamefully told me to leave. I did without a fuss. With that cannonbally came a nastly slice in my toe which will probably need stitches. Then after getting kicked out I was forced to walk 44 blocks with no shoes on. So in addition to the slice on the toe, I now had blisters.
Saturday: I couldn't move my body was so beat from the booze and beach that I needed a break. I simply laid in the unkept bed and napped all day long.
Sunday: I return bruised and battered back to the land of SG.
Wednesday: After a rough hour or two of big wave body surfing we head back to the room to start drinking. This room consisted of 2 double beds, a 17 inch tv, and a broken chair. It was a hotel you might see in a b horror movie. We made the best of it. After that it was time to hit some local bars. Here things start to get fuzzy. I think we headed to Brass Balls. This was your run of the mill bar and grill. Not too Bad. I must have had a good time because I apparently ripped my shirt off and streaked across the boardwalk. Losing my wallet. Fun fun
Thursday: I started out at a pool bar which was a fairly good time. But the weather was ridiculously hot and the pool felt as if 24525 people pissed in it. I settled for sitting at the regular bar.
Friday: This was probably my favorite day. We totally skipped eating for the day and went to the ever popular Seacrets Jamaica USA. Now if you don;t know about Seacrets it contains the following. Floating rafts where swim up waitresses serve you, Table set right in the bay, and 4-5 tiki bars surrounding the resort. We opted for the tables in the bay. This was extremely fun because every hour or so I would purposely fall out of my stool into the bay. After a few hours of this I was starting to get a little tipsy. The people around me were enjoying my antics so one group of girls dared me to hop on the the table and cannonball into the water. I couldn't resist. I quickly climbed up and cannonballed into the water with many cheers from the crowd. This was however the last thing I did at Seacrets because the bouncer tamefully told me to leave. I did without a fuss. With that cannonbally came a nastly slice in my toe which will probably need stitches. Then after getting kicked out I was forced to walk 44 blocks with no shoes on. So in addition to the slice on the toe, I now had blisters.
Saturday: I couldn't move my body was so beat from the booze and beach that I needed a break. I simply laid in the unkept bed and napped all day long.
Sunday: I return bruised and battered back to the land of SG.
lyric:
oh i hate work lol but my jobs not to bad so it could be worse! hahaha p.s sketcy hotels ROCK
brightredscream:
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