Friday night: Mexican catch up dinner followed by being hit on by some awkward locals, trip to 24hour store to purchase alcohol and ice cream, 9 girls in a tub (photo taken by concierge who we asked to come up for the photo shoot), everyone passes out early.
Saturday:
10am: Down to the glorious pool for breakfast and GoBananas frozen drinks. Make friends with 24 deep bachelor party.
11:30am: Voluntarily kidnapped on party bus to Dodgers game with bachelor party. Screw the Giants game.
Noon-2: Back at Circle K buying booze for the bus, bus debauchery, lots of singing. "These guys are the male us"
The afternoon looked something like this:
6-7: Hot tub cocktails at the Valley Ho.
7-?: Eating our weight in room service and passing out.
Did we make it out all weekend? Nope. Was it the best weekend of my life? Definitely.
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