HAPPY HOUR! we went to a different place this time, twas extra cute. better food, stronger drinks (if that's even possible). everyone and their mother decided to come this time though...we we were PACKED at the back of the bar...regardless, it was entertaining.
then after much deliberation, some public disturbance, and one to many shots of GRAPPA [ the italian version of cheap liquor, its the after product of the grapes from wine. readily available for a college budget, not to mention effective. most thought it tasted awful, i thought it was a crazy upgrade from our normal consumption choices.] we decided to go out. "Club hollywood" hip hop night was the goal...i guess i will break this adventure into parts.
part 1: pre-club excitement.
part 2: transportation shenanigans; these fools act like they don't know how to behave on public transportation...disappointment
part 3: (undocumented) DUMMY MISSION COMMENCE.
we got lost, i was ready to go home, ended up in some type of slums of milan, my feet hurt, searching for the nearest taxi, someone figured it out, we finally get there and negotiate our way out of a 20 euro cover, BLADOW!
part 4: club hollywood. where amazingness occurred.(extremely tame version of our extravaganza)
fist pumping. from jersey to milan
[clearly a local, trying to fit in with the foreigners]
more locals. more fun.part 5: we get back to the hotel at 4:40, leave for venice at 5:30am...one hour of sleep. quality night.
[mmmm...: laura izabor]
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