Philadelphia sucks! I apologize in advance to any of you who are fans of the City of Brotherly Love, but my travel experience on Thursday through Philly was my worst EVER. In order to not bore you with the details, lets just say that my flight from Philadelphia to Pittsburgh (that was supposed to depart at 4:30pm) didn't actually take off until midnight. I touched down in Pittsburgh at 1:00am and was greeted by Mr Douglas who had been at the bar since 5pm. Yep...he was hammered. After the long drive to his house and some bullshitting, I crawled into bed about 4am.
Due to the fact that Kris probably drank 10 Bombay Sapphires and had 10 shots on Thursday Night, he felt like ass all day on Friday. Even the bachelor party on Friday Night was a little more low-key than I expected. We all got wasted, Doc got in a fight, and all the while Kris was rather well-behaved. Talk about weird...
The rest of the weekend was spent in "recovery mode", watching football, cooking out, and drinking a few more cold beers. Thankfully, there were no problems on the return trip...I actually arrived 20 minutes early. The good news is that I took my camera. The bad news is that I never took it out of the case. Duh....
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