The day started pretty early, because we wanted to get to Edgewater as soon as we could. To all you techies out there that rely on their GPS, I warn you, it will FAIL you one day. The GPS decided to take us through DC, and we get lost... of course...it's DC. This is why I hate driving in the city because anyone can easily get lost. After driving around for about 45 minutes we decide that we need to get out of DC. We get back onto 66, and FINALLY we are on our way.
What should have taken us about an hour and some change to get there, took us about 2 hours but we finally get to Jim's house, and I am SO excited to see him. We go inside for a few minutes then Jim goes, "So you ready for some day boozin?"
FML- I knew this day would not go well. These boys are fishes when it comes to drinking, but I'm always up for a challenge. His parents drop us off in downtown Annapolis, and we start walking around to find some bars. Thank god it was a beautiful day, but we ended up getting lost (the theme of the day/night). We finally get to the first bar, Buddys for some grub and brews. After walking for about 15-20 minutes we are alll craving a nice cold beer.
"I guess we'll start out with 4 pitchers," Jim says, then our server looked at us like we all had an alcoholic problem, so we started with two. The four of us are just hanging out, talking about the times we had together and exchanging FILTHY stories. I guess this is what I get for always hanging with the boys, it comes with the territory. We're off to drink somewhere else. We go into this one bar and smells like complete piss. Somewhat like Rhino in Georgetown, we go into another bar and there is NO ONE in there so we leave. Next bar had a handful of people in there, I can dig it, but then my ID gets DENIED because it was vertical. You have got to me shitting me dude, that is the worst policy that a bar can have. I am 22 years old. That is probably the worst decision that bartender made that day because he had no idea how much money we were about to spend in there. We leave, and are off to yet another bar.
We end up at this place called.... ugh, I don't even want to say it because I hate the word so much, but we end up at a bar called Pusser's. I may not like the name, but damn were their drinks good. Started off with a Pusser's Painkiller. Yeah, those caught up to me later. This place is awesome, boats can dock and eat in the restaurant, it's right on the water, and the outside bar was one big dock. We post up and stay awhile. About 15 minutes after being there my friend Jim told me that a Tranny has been eyeing me ever since I walked in, and not in a good way. I was being eye balled by a woman/man that was looking to pounce on me.. awkward.
The more I drink, the less I start remembering. We stayed at Pusser's for a hot minute, and then we went to some other bar that I can't really remember. Worst part about it was while we were walking in started to rain, but I didn't mind because it was still a nice night out. That bar sucked, so we went back to Pusser's to continue our hammerage. While the night started to die down and our debacleness was starting to turn into debauchery, we decided that it was the right time to take a cab home.
OMG. Worst experience, EVER! Cab drivers, don't mess with riders that kind of sort of know where they are going. We're driving back to edgewater, and Jim realizes that the cab driver is trying to F us out of our money by taking round about ways to get back to his house. This turns into Jim arguing with the cab driver, that enticed Shawn to start yelling at the cab driver. In fear of his life because there are two grown men yelling at him, he pulls over and kicks us out. You have got to be kidding right? Wrong. Mofo straight kicks us out of the cab. I look around, trees to my right, trees to my left... No where close to home.
What else can we do, but start walking. I have no idea where we are walking to, I am hammered out of my mind, but we had to do what we had to do. I have a problem that when I drink I have a tendency to do some drunk dialing. Unfortunately, there is always one that gets the wrath of it. Sorry D. So while we're walking I am on the phone just being a straight jerk to him, but in my defense, I don't even really remember, then I blow out my flip flop, great. I am a complete mess at this point, and want to start crying. It was so hard to walk straight before, and now I had to deal with not getting hit by a car and keeping my flop on. Our adventurous walk continues for about 30-45 minutes. Cars honking as were dodging death because I know we were all stumbling. Finally, we cross a bridge, and just like in the movies, it was like a light from heaven was shining down on a bar called Mike's. We walk into Mike's, and I can only imagine what these people are thinking of us. We order some beers, and Jim said he had heard the managers and bartenders whispering, "Where did they come from," like we're some kind of aliens or something.
I could no longer hack it, and ordered myself some water. The expedition we had just gone on had taken a toll on me, and I was completely exhausted. We ended up getting another cab home, and the ride home was at least 10-15 minutes, thank you cab driver who kicked us out in the middle of no where and no where close to home. As much as our night was a complete shitshow, it was one of the funnest nights I have had in awhile, but then again when Jimbo is around, I always know we'll have a good time. We are adventure buddies for sure.
I am thankful to be alive today, but am so upset that Jim's time here was so short. I'll be heading out to California soon to finally visit him and some of the other boys, but until then, I guess the phone will just have to do. Great times, great friends. I love my life.
More pictures will be posted later.
Haha Val, I was at Pusser's on Saturday...random coincidence!
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