I used to run with this tight group of friends from work. We loved traveling the world together and getting into wild adventures. I think this all started with an outing in New York City, where everyone says I turned into this great big party animal and I pretty much singlehandedly saved the outing.At least I got good material for if I ever go into stand-up.
Though speaking of bad trips:
Question of the Week
What was the worst trip/vacation that you ever did?
About halfway through reading this I went āWait a secondā¦.āI used to run with this tight group of friends from work. We loved traveling the world together and getting into wild adventures. I think this all started with an outing in New York City, where everyone says I turned into this great big party animal and I pretty much singlehandedly saved the outing.
So we kept on assembling for trips like this for a while, with the whole squad enabling me to party as hard as possible. Things went too far on an excursion into Africa, where I totally lost control and caused a lot of damage. I wanted to go straight and set my life in order after that, but my so-called friends almost immediately organized another wild bender of a trip, this one to Eastern Europe. Reluctantly I went with them, hoping to get some quiet time alone to explore some beautiful old world churches. But my girlfriend at the time betrayed me, caused me to slip up, and I once again went into full party monster mode.
I have only the vaguest memories of what happened next. I think I got into some street brawls with the locals? I was so out-of-it, it felt like the whole city was floating! Eventually I stormed off in a rage - you wouldnāt like me when Iām angry - and I stole my buddiesā ride. This sounds so petty now! I drove as far as possible, abandoned the vehicle, and kept on going.
I mustāve entered some sort of fugue state around this time. When I came to, I found myself working as some sort of underground MMA fighter in this lawless backcountry place. One of my former workplace friends - the really weak, pathetic one who no one much cared for - amazingly he managed to track me down and help me start to mentally recover from my rampage.
I donāt think he was really my friend though. He said heād take me home, but instead we just went back to his familyās place so he could pick a fight with his older sister. Thatās so wrong on so many levels! His sister sicced her dog on me! Things then got out-of-control, and my friend wound up burning down his whole house!
Things got even worse after that, but I hate facing those memories. Letās just say that Iāve come to terms with the monster that I used to be.
This is like 4 movies in one storyI used to run with this tight group of friends from work. We loved traveling the world together and getting into wild adventures. I think this all started with an outing in New York City, where everyone says I turned into this great big party animal and I pretty much singlehandedly saved the outing.
So we kept on assembling for trips like this for a while, with the whole squad enabling me to party as hard as possible. Things went too far on an excursion into Africa, where I totally lost control and caused a lot of damage. I wanted to go straight and set my life in order after that, but my so-called friends almost immediately organized another wild bender of a trip, this one to Eastern Europe. Reluctantly I went with them, hoping to get some quiet time alone to explore some beautiful old world churches. But my girlfriend at the time betrayed me, caused me to slip up, and I once again went into full party monster mode.
I have only the vaguest memories of what happened next. I think I got into some street brawls with the locals? I was so out-of-it, it felt like the whole city was floating! Eventually I stormed off in a rage - you wouldnāt like me when Iām angry - and I stole my buddiesā ride. This sounds so petty now! I drove as far as possible, abandoned the vehicle, and kept on going.
I mustāve entered some sort of fugue state around this time. When I came to, I found myself working as some sort of underground MMA fighter in this lawless backcountry place. One of my former workplace friends - the really weak, pathetic one who no one much cared for - amazingly he managed to track me down and help me start to mentally recover from my rampage.
I donāt think he was really my friend though. He said heād take me home, but instead we just went back to his familyās place so he could pick a fight with his older sister. Thatās so wrong on so many levels! His sister sicced her dog on me! Things then got out-of-control, and my friend wound up burning down his whole house!
Things got even worse after that, but I hate facing those memories. Letās just say that Iāve come to terms with the monster that I used to be.
Yeah, @D Hulk you should make a documentary film series on your trips!This is like 4 movies in one story
Weekend road trip to Magic Mountain with my dad, brother, and ex-girlfriend. Totally a Murphy's Law sort of experience. long story short because of my girlfriend getting sick from the climate change, the exhausting heat, and the intense crowds, I was only ever able to get on Viper, Revolution, Colossus, Riddler's Revenger, and Batman the whole day. (Basically anything that didn't have a line, so none of the headliners) This was before stuff like Twisted Colossus and Full Throttle were around, but it was the first trip where I had worked up the nerve to ride Tatsu and alas it didn't happen. Pulling out of the parking lot seeing stuff like Tatsu and X2 just looming there without me having gotten on them was genuinely heartbreaking.At least I got good material for if I ever go into stand-up.
Though speaking of bad trips:
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What was the worst trip/vacation that you ever did?
Yea I found the story utterly believable until the "when I came to I found myself working as an MMA fighter" thing haha.Yeah, @D Hulk you should make a documentary film series on your trips!
I do remember our one IRL meet-up to be particularly wonky. It pretty much started with having to get evaced off of both Radiator Springs Racers and Pinocchio in the course of a couple hours. Not that I'm complaining about that haha. I was having a really hard time with the summer heat that trip so all I really remember about the whole time was the fact that I didn't get to spend nearly as much time with you as I would have wanted and I ended up crashing in my hotel for like a full half of one of my park days. I also remember this was the trip with the harrowing 4AM I-Hop excursion that devolved into a woman stumbling out of the bathroom and proceeding to sit at the table across from me and shoot DAGGERS my direction the whole time. One of the very few times I was actually worried about getting robbed on vacation since I typically stick to highly populated tourist-y areas. I think the first night at my hotel I just straight up didn't sleep at all because of the adreneline so that's why I ended up at an I-Hop at four in the morning. If you ever find yourself on Harbor Blvd and contemplating a pre-6AM I-Hop meal...just don'tI donāt know if Iāve been on any ābadā vacations. The only one that comes to mind is my familyās cross country road trip to fabulous Murfreesboro, Arkansas, which is essentially a patch of dirt in the middle of the desert in which you can mine diamonds. It was hot and otherwise generally terrible. The rest of the trip was great though. We went to a few theme parks that technically donāt exist anymore (Paramountās Kingās Dominion and Six Flags Kentucky Kingdom specifically) and literally everywhere that wasnāt Murfreesboro, Arkansas was great.
That RSR/ Pinocchio evac situation was one of the highlights for that trip for me. To this day they were the only times Iāve been evacuated from an attraction anywhere so to have both happen within like four hours of each other makes it even more bizarre. That and being able to walk the length of the outdoor section of RSR was a really unique experience. Pinocchio was just cool to see with the lights on.I do remember our one IRL meet-up to be particularly wonky. It pretty much started with having to get evaced off of both Radiator Springs Racers and Pinocchio in the course of a couple hours. Not that I'm complaining about that haha. I was having a really hard time with the summer heat that trip so all I really remember about the whole time was the fact that I didn't get to spend nearly as much time with you as I would have wanted and I ended up crashing in my hotel for like a full half of one of my park days. I also remember this was the trip with the harrowing 4AM I-Hop excursion that devolved into a woman stumbling out of the bathroom and proceeding to sit at the table across from me and shoot DAGGERS my direction the whole time. One of the very few times I was actually worried about getting robbed on vacation since I typically stick to highly populated tourist-y areas. I think the first night at my hotel I just straight up didn't sleep at all because of the adreneline so that's why I ended up at an I-Hop at four in the morning. If you ever find yourself on Harbor Blvd and contemplating a pre-6AM I-Hop meal...just don't
My most recent trip to Chicago. Hands down.Question of the Week
What was the worst trip/vacation that you ever did?
A uh what?passenger review
drivers can review passengers on Lyft nowA uh what?
Not so much a vacation, but I used to do a lot of touring in a couple bands that I was in. Generally through the Great Lakes region, and the Northeastern US. Basically our territory was southern Michigan, down to Cincinnati, over to Virginia, up to Connecticut, and everything inside that rectangle of sorts, plus Chicago and the Twin Cities area.At least I got good material for if I ever go into stand-up.
Though speaking of bad trips:
Question of the Week
What was the worst trip/vacation that you ever did?
I used to run with this tight group of friends from work. We loved traveling the world together and getting into wild adventures. I think this all started with an outing in New York City, where everyone says I turned into this great big party animal and I pretty much singlehandedly saved the outing.
So we kept on assembling for trips like this for a while, with the whole squad enabling me to party as hard as possible. Things went too far on an excursion into Africa, where I totally lost control and caused a lot of damage. I wanted to go straight and set my life in order after that, but my so-called friends almost immediately organized another wild bender of a trip, this one to Eastern Europe. Reluctantly I went with them, hoping to get some quiet time alone to explore some beautiful old world churches. But my girlfriend at the time betrayed me, caused me to slip up, and I once again went into full party monster mode.
I have only the vaguest memories of what happened next. I think I got into some street brawls with the locals? I was so out-of-it, it felt like the whole city was floating! Eventually I stormed off in a rage - you wouldnāt like me when Iām angry - and I stole my buddiesā ride. This sounds so petty now! I drove as far as possible, abandoned the vehicle, and kept on going.
I mustāve entered some sort of fugue state around this time. When I came to, I found myself working as some sort of underground MMA fighter in this lawless backcountry place. One of my former workplace friends - the really weak, pathetic one who no one much cared for - amazingly he managed to track me down and help me start to mentally recover from my rampage.
I donāt think he was really my friend though. He said heād take me home, but instead we just went back to his familyās place so he could pick a fight with his older sister. Thatās so wrong on so many levels! His sister sicced her dog on me! Things then got out-of-control, and my friend wound up burning down his whole house!
Things got even worse after that, but I hate facing those memories. Letās just say that Iāve come to terms with the monster that I used to be.
Itās Arkansas. What did they expect?!I donāt know if Iāve been on any ābadā vacations. The only one that comes to mind is my familyās cross country road trip to fabulous Murfreesboro, Arkansas, which is essentially a patch of dirt in the middle of the desert in which you can mine diamonds. It was hot and otherwise generally terrible. The rest of the trip was great though. We went to a few theme parks that technically donāt exist anymore (Paramountās Kingās Dominion and Six Flags Kentucky Kingdom specifically) and literally everywhere that wasnāt Murfreesboro, Arkansas was great.
I want to hug you. Iām so so sorry.My most recent trip to Chicago. Hands down.
Not only did I get my laptop, AirPods, all of my pictures from Brookfield Zoo (I left my SD card in the laptop accidentally) and car keys stolen (they were in my laptop case since my car was back at the airport in Maine), but I also spent 3/4 of a day in Chinatown at my friendās fiancĆ©ās behest because he wanted BBQ pork buns, causing us to get lost and late for visiting the museum. In the end we only got 2 hours at the Field Museum where I paid for a full day all for some pork buns that were just okay, not worth losing money over.
Then I went to Shedd Aquarium which honestly made me really sad to see. Obviously Iām an unabashed apologist for the likes of SeaWorld, and while Shedd is a phenomenal aquarium when it comes to their fish and smaller exhibits, their exhibits for sea lions and belugas were way too small and was the first time in a long time Iāve been disgusted by a zoo or aquarium (last one was ZooAmerica at Hershey Park back in 2012 or so).
Brookfield and Lincoln Park Zoo were phenomenal and I was happy to see my friend again and meet her fiancĆ©e finally after years of them dating, but it wasnāt worth getting robbed, having my views on aquariums challenged, and losing around $30 when you take away the time we missed. Plus, I got a 1 star passenger review from one of our Lyft drivers because our āhotel was too far from where we were picked upā (about a 12 minute drive and I tip very very well)
Thatās weirddrivers can review passengers on Lyft now
No, it makes sense. If a passenger is really rude or something, drivers can choose to avoid him if theyād like. Obviously it was being abused in PerGronās case, though.Thatās weird
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