Side note, the older you get, the worse of an idea it is to drink chardonnay, followed by beer.....
The bad part was the mile plus walk we had to get to the street, since due to traffic our cab wouldn't get inside to pick us up at any quick pace. Both me and one of my girlfriends fell victim to one of the many mud pits, and we both had to leave behind our sandals. Although she did think she saved hers from despair, only to find out later, she dug out one of hers, and one of mine.
Fail.
I feel kinda bad for our cabby who was sexually harassed by one of my girlfriends, even after we were dropped off...but that's the stuff memories are made of, and he won't forget us anytime soon.
The night ended like this.
I really miss my sandals, and cleaning my tub after all that mud the next day was not a fun task!
What fun holiday plans do you have in order?
