Thirtysomething

Party Like It's 2005

This past weekend was Heather's bachelorette party. We went here for the weekend and stayed here. It really wasn't as bad as it looks, although our room was right over the nightclub, so we had no choice but to party every night until 3 a.m. There was much drinking, dancing and getting up on stages. Also much sunning oneself on the beach and laughing until our bellies hurt.

Surprisingly, no one was arrested.

Saturday night we went to a bar called The Ketch and saw a band, Saturday Nite Fever--as you might guess, a 70's cover band. Heather, and her white feather boa, loved every second of it. Actually, we all had a good time. With enough gin, even I can love 70's music. Later that night--well, actually, early the next morning, we went here because everyone needs cheese fries after a night of drinking. Also, other customers randomly break out into dance (including 'the worm' )throughout the restaurant.

There's nothing better than eating jalapeno poppers at 4 a.m., drunk, watching some dude do the worm past your table.

posted by DJ Heavy D @ 8:22 AM