Any of you on the east coast possibily have heard of this place.
It's a bizarre collection of beach bars where you're just as likely to strike up a conversation with a 50 year old who's struggling to stand straight as you are to take a shot with a 22 year old to is ready to PARTY.
Our first night we went to Bottle and Cork to see an 80's cover band called The Legwarmers. Clearly, we had to dress up for this event:
|80's night! And by 80's, we mean neon.|
|This was shortly before the bike-cab... As you can see, it's time to go home!|
The highlight of my Friday night was when Camille, Gina and myself hopped in a bike-cab, and Cam proceeded to point and laugh at everyone walking home after bar close while our poor
Saturday was a bit of a struggle for most, but Gina and I managed to get some beach time in!
|This is a bacon-fried egg-cheeseburger on two grilled cheese sandwiches. I'm not friends with wussy salad eaters, y'all.|
|Because the burgers at 5pm weren't enough, we ordered (and ate) an entire skillet of brisket nachos. Yup.|
Then we headed out to the bars. I kept it very tame and was back in the hotel by 11pm, since I knew we had a drive and I had a flight to
* If you follow me on Twitter, you may have seen some tweets about my struggle with American Airlines. I'm posting tomorrow with details regarding the problem, not to bash them (although I'd seriously love to), but to warn other travelers of their extreme customer service issues.
Until next time ladies... Go hard in the paint.