Hi everyone! Just updating you guys on some of the craziness that ensued downtown this past weekend. Though we didn't get to celebrate in New Orleans, we did the next best thing: Mardi Gras Pub Crawl! Always a good time, always a lot of people, and, of course, always a lot of crazy drunken debauchery. For those for of you unfamiliar with the Pub Crawl, it's an event that is held about once a month usually with a different theme and brings party animals from bar to bar all over Orlando. The mayhem began at Slingapour's (unfortunately we missed the commencement), and moved on to Zinc. Natasha, Melanie, and I (OCB sure picked a good team!) met up with the partygoers at Zinc, where beads were already flailing everywhere and shot were being thrown back. It was good time until about 10:30, when we noticed that literally the entire bar cleared out for the next venue. I guess people were eager to continue the crawl! We headed out to Chiller's on Church Street, where we unsuccessfully tried to get some photos of the crowd inside; the bar was WAY too packed! After trying to "chop it up" through the crowd, we finally decided to stay outside and converse with some of the wanderers in front of Chillers. As always, we met a LOT of cool people, decked out in Mardi Gras gear: jester hats, top hats, oversized beads galore! Everyone truly seemed to be in the festive spirit. It was definitely no Bourbon Street, but if you blinked really quick it might seem like it. We even got some good interviews out it, which you have to check out in our videos. I have to admit, and I think I speak on behalf of my team, that we were a little jealous watching everyone so drunk and having such a good time. But, of course, we had to be good little Shock Squad-ers and have our own sober fun! The party finally finished up on the rooftop bar Latitudes, where it seemed people were finally winding down. I guess I would be a little calm if I had bar-hopped for four hours! Actually, come to think of it, I don't even think I could last four hours! So, I salute you, Mardi Gras Pub Crawlers: anyone who can survive shot after shot after blocks of walking for that long has earned respect from this party animal.
February 19, 2007 2:46 PM |
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