Yeah, there's not really much to say about this day. I feel like the pictures (and captions) will speak for themselves. Reserve your judgement. No, you know what? Judge away. I'm diggin being young and free and abroad! Enjoy kiddos!
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| The plan. Pub crawl from 2pm-2am. Ambitious indeed. |
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| First bar: Garrick Arms in Leicester Square. |
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| Me and Jordan at Bar #1. Strawberry flavored cider? Yum-my. |
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| Movin' on to the next pub! |
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| Bar #2 - The Slug and Lettuce. A little rugby match and some more drinks! |
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| Why are all these freakin' pictures blurry?! |
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| This right here might have been the best/worst decision of the day. A pitcher of Long Island Iced Tea. No bueno. |
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| Get it gurrrl!! |
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| Bar #3! |
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| (Oh that contour though!!) |
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| Bar #4 (I'm missing a picture of Bar #5!) Boo! |
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| Bar #6 - Still goin' strong! |
Sad piece of news #1 - It was at this point in the night that my phone died. So no pictures of our last 3 (maybe 4) bars and no pictures of the shit show that was Roadhouse. But to be honest, maybe that's for the best!
Saddest piece of news ever - I left this beautiful BRAND NEW leather jacket in my cab at the end of the night. I'm so pissed. I guess I just gotta chalk it up as another causality of intoxication. Boo hoo. RIP Jacket. I'll miss you.
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