This is the story of the most alcohol I have ever consumed in a day. Arguably. Well at least until Beerfest.
Laurel and I hadn't really planned the trip out, but we did bring snowboarding clothes and prepared for at least 1 day - of a 3 day trip - of skiing/boarding/something.
Well that never happened.
And here's why.
I'll begin by explaining to those of you who don't already know that I am a textbook lightweight. That's probably even an understatement. My boyfriend used to think I was exaggerating, but now he knows: I just get really drunk, really easily. Generally after a beer and a half, I'm feeling pretty good.
Susan was finishing up school in Colorado and Laurel and I had the morning to ourselves to explore the city. Per Susan's suggestion, we headed down to Pearl Street.
We walked around and shopped for a bit.
Now, I love to shop. Seriously. LOVE shopping. Cannot get enough it. However, on this particular day, none of the shops we perused seemed to be particularly interesting to me, or Laurel for that matter.
We didn't really know what to do because we still had a few hours to kill before meeting up with Susan.
Until Laurel turned to me: "Wanna just go get drunk?"
It was 11:30 A.M.
So we went to our first stop. It was early, so Laurel got a beer and I (I was still not drinking beer at this point in my life - this has changed) got a vodka orange juice of some sort. Susan met up with us for drink number 2.
We talked about what to do for the rest of the day. Susan had a couple of suggestions, but her last suggestion is the one that we ran with:
"...Or we could just keep drinking?"
And thus, Drink Boulder 2010 had begun. And we proceeded to make it our mission to get completely drunk.
By this point, I'm already drunk. In all fairness I had had 2 drinks.
After the screwdrivers, Susan took us to a small Mexican restaurant that was known for its really strong margaritas. Apparently, they only allow you to order 2 drinks per person because they are so strong. I actually only had 1 at this destination. And we were on our way.
Drink Count: 3
Types of Alcohol: 2
Apparently, Pearl Street is where many metal animals call home. So Laurel and I (at Susan's suggestion, of course) decided to get involved.
And then we came to the majestic elk:
After the animals, we moved on to our next destination, but not before making complete fools of ourselves on the streets and trying to figure out how to get to "Club Nitro," the strip club that we said we would come back for later that night.
Everything from this point on is pretty hazy, but the next place we went was somewhere where I ordered 2 mojitos.
And then took this picture. (Nooo...I don't look drunk at all....right?)
Now if you don't know what those are, and I didn't, I'll just tell you there is gin and absinthe involved. And I had 2.
Drink Count: 12
Types of Alcohol: 9
And then walked to the car, extremely drunk.