So back in July I went to Spokane Washington for a few days to spend time with my friend Lindsey. I flew out for my birthday for a week of fun, sun, hiking, river rafting and whatever other trouble we could get ourselves into. With Lindsey and I, it isnt difficult to get into trouble...we just seem to bump into it (running full force. ) It follows us. It toys with us. But this time, I swore it would be different. We are grown ups now after all. And it was mostly tame.
well here is a slideshow of The hiking, the sightseeing, etc. This does not include the nightclubs until 2am, the 5 star restaurant Pig Roast where every course was served with a corresponding tequila, as we watched all the tables around us descend into drunken chaos as each course progressed, the trivia contest where a group named "Turd Ferguson" won (I wont go into details, but am quite positive they were somehow cheating), karioke night (where again we watched the surrounding people get so drunk it was like watching a bad stereotype comedy sketch about drunk people). You know, despite the 3 hour time difference, this old broad still has it in her! One night we were out until 2am...then the next morning we had to get up early and go rafting. (ok, so that wasnt fun, throbbing head, ears ringing from the loud music the night before, no voice from laughing and singing so boistrously)