Last night I went to me first stag night, or bach eve as they call them here. A guy from Joe's football club is getting married next week so had his final night of freedom last night. Hen nights, or spinster eve's are not that common. Women are invited to a bach eve however it should only be single women so I was a special case.
The party was being held in the mountain club, a private members club built by the British. We did not know where this was so met at Figaro's (our regular). Joe arranged to met Willy at 7pm, we arrived about 7:30 and were told he had gone, we hung out for a while with some other guys from the football club that were planning on heading up to the bach night later. Willy came back about 10:00 and at 10:30 we went up to the bach night, the party was in full swing but there was no bachelor present.
We danced a little, well tried to dance. Not quite got the African hip wiggle yet. At about 2:30 the bachelor arrived. He was paraded through the crowd, had champagne poured all over him and was then subject to interrogation from random girls asking questions. By this time we decided it was time to be heading home, the party will go on 'till dawn. So it was a great night and I look forward to the wedding next week.
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stag nights obviously vary over the world - in fact that sounds very tame compared to something you could have experienced!
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