Theme Song of the Night: We R Who We R by Ke$ha
Word of the Night: WOOP WOOP WOOP
Drink of the Night: Shots of Hennessy!!!
đất : ground
gối : pillow
chuột : mouse
Only three words that Dustyn has learned...
So... let's just start off with the fact that we thought Vietnam didn't know how to party. Our hypothesis was in fact, false. Last night, we told everyone that we wanted to go to a club. So, Mom told our driver and our driver took us to pick up our cousins and some of their friends. By the end of the night I get told I'm "bootifuh" by some drunk Asian guy and we're all stumbling and falling all over everywhere trying to get into the van. We did in fact end up on the đất without a gối...
Okay, so last night we started the night at this crazy restaurant where it started pouring down raining and our waiters had to take our tables under the shelter while we were eating! Across the way was this little place that had flashing lights and some amazing bass going on. Thus, the idea of going clubbing was born. Our driver took us to pick up my cousins and some of their friends and we headed to the club. We roll up at this dinky little place that has a cafe outside in a garden and a venue that's exuding LAME. Upon further inspection, we realized that there was a WEDDING going on AND there was really lame as shit music. As soon as we arrived, a man in a suit and some girls in really short dresses appeared and led us to a door. So, we're walking and walking, we hear the lame wedding music, and we keep on walking by it... By this point, I'm totes confused. The guy in the suit tells us to keep on following him until we get to a reception desk. And behind the desk is a padded door. Alright, at this point, I'm like "Guys, what's going on?" There are more guys in suits and girls in short dresses here and they open the door for us. As soon as the door is opened, we are greeted by explosive bass, a completely dark room with only strobe lights and lasers to light the way, security, and a wait staff. When we walked in, they immediately pulled tables and bar stools for all of us and brought us a menu. I mean, as if I could read what the heck was in that menu, but I told them to bring us a bottle of Hennessy. That's right, Hennessy. Literally, our wait staff was constant. VIP treatment in America isn't even close. We never even touched our bottle. As soon as a shot was taken, it would be refilled and a piece of fruit would be handed to us. The dance floor was ridiculous as well. We had security on all sides of us and we even got our wait staff to take shots with us! There was this one guy who was in our party who was either really drunk or gay. We can't decide, but it might be both. Every two seconds we would hear this like "woop woop woop woop woop" type noise come from him. Not to mention, it was American music at the club and some serious fist pumping going on. :D LOL. I'm pretty sure that no one at that entire club could go as hard as we went last night. Dear, God. Every single person in our party went shot for shot. We finished TWO freaking bottles of Hennessy! TWO BOTTLES!! Needless to say, we were a little bit... drunk. Also, we don't speak that much Vietnamese, so it was pretty confusing, but it was so much fun! 4 million Vietnamese dong, which is $200 US dollars, a sweaty dance floor, and about 28 shots each later, we are all going insane. All 9 of us were waiting in the reception area screaming about God knows what and being the loudest people anyone's ever heard. The "woop woop" guy was so beyond drunk. He literally fell while we were leaving. I mean, not to say anything bad, but us American's go WAY harder than they do. Chasing shots with water? Please, it was Hennessy. The fruit was a really nice added touch though. So, we're on our way home in the van and everyone's still hype from the club and my retarded self invited all these crazy people that I barely know to my Grad party Sunday... I would, right? By the time we got back to the hotel, everything was closed down and we were stumbling around trying to get into our room. Drunken tweets and other posts, please disregard. :D
Anyways, we woke up this morning with THE worst headache, ever. I mean, my head was pounding. I always ask myself "why, shots?" every single time! And I always do it again... Today has been kind of a blur for me. We shopped a bit, ate, ate more, and just chilled around. At dinner tonight, we were joking around about wanting more shots and my uncle poured us shots of vodka... You really can't say no when your uncle proposes shots and raises a glass to you. :D So, we did shots, again. I feel like that's the story of my life... I'll have some pictures posted up soon! BTW, stay up to date with my twitter and on here, because like I said, Vietnam has commi's as their gov so, FB is blocked. Hope I don't get arrested for peaceful protest. ;) It's 10:17pm here, and we're about to go to bed so we're not all worn out for my Grad party tomorrow. Night loves.
All my love,
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