Why Am I?
What am I so drunk you ask? Yea. Note to self. Don't try to outdrink a Kiwi, a Brit, and an group of aussies.
I was sitting in my hotel room all by me self tonight. I was thinking. I need to get out there. Meet some people and shit.
Where do I feel most comfortable even without my crew. A local dive bar of course.
So I went out and hit a few local bars. The first few didn't really click with me. Then I went to the 'Fortune of War'. Supposively the oldest bar in Sydney. Right away I struck it up with the bartender talking about Rugby. She was quite a cutie which really helped out things.
Then I talked to this german guy. He was pretty cool and I got his number. Weird I know. I have no issues getting dude's numbers. I need a crew.
After he left, this Kiwi and his girl came in. He was all kind of crazy. So funny. We started buying each other drinks.
Then this group of Aussie girls came in. It was great fun as we started doing Jager bombs. You know how everything goes down hill after Jager. These gals had been drinking before they came here. Within 30min, had more to drink than me in the couple of hours I've been at the bar, and were perfectly fine with drinking more.
Of course, the Kiwi was helping everyone out with drinking more and more. It was a grand ol' time.
At the end, they said they were ready to start drinking and headed to a bar called 'Three wise monkeys'. I can only imagine what that's all about. I was pretty hammered so I wasn't able to join them.
What a bummer. These were my kind of people.
Oh well, guess I need to work on my tolerance.