Saint Paddy's

tc and some guy on the parade route

Luckily we ran into some Ghostbusters that were there just in case

Saint Patrick's Day was quite an adventure for us this year. More than just the usual Rueben sammies and talking about my Irish ancestors. We went to the St Patty's parade on Gville. For those who have never been, go! It is a blast!!

We parked at tc's friend's apartment about 10am and we walked about half a mile to the meeting place where we found one of my coworkers and about 10 other people she knew from work. After we enjoyed the parade, the male strippers, the Ghost Buster team, and a few Smithwicks we found out the coworkers had rented a party bus. We hopped on, drove around the neighborhoods stopping and talking to the local party goers along the way and ended up at a house with a keg and lots of brats. Party Time! We made some friends and about 4pm decided it was time to go.

Unfortunately in hopping on the party bus, we hadn't considered how we would get home. Okay, so we did consider it, but I guess we just didn't care too much, until it was time to go. Since we had no transportation, we just figured we would walk. How far could it be, right? After walking probably about an hour, making a few stops (gay bar, thrift store) along the way we start asking people how far it is to our destination. We got a lot of laughs and some oh, you are faaaaaaaar. Yeah so it was time for a cab. Some cheap dude sitting in the front (tc) told the cabbie to stop at the nearest intersection instead of taking us all the way to the apartment, so after walking another half mile, we finally got to our car!

Finally we got home, I inspected my sunburn that so bad it was purple and then crashed!