Sep 15, 2009
Nov 21, 2009
. When he did his twirl, he decided to put his speedo up his butt crack so far it was hard to see it at all. We all had a good laugh and the partying commenced. The night was filled with so much fun. We played pool, took endless stupid party pictures of each other, and danced the night away. I had the bright idea to have shots because our Danish friend in the group made a remark awhile back about not being drunk on this trip. This was the last night and I wanted him to go out with a bang because he was on and off again of feeling sad about the end of the trip. So I told Nick the speedo guy to start up some shots. And it pretty much had a volcano effect because we all had way too many shots apiece. Drunkenness ensued but it was fun. Our gay guy in our group even got lucky that night from somebody on a different group. Good for him!
It’s been awhile since writing this so I will do my best. 8 hours of drive time and we arrived in our last camp of the trip. We were having a fancy dress party and it was going to be awesome. Our tour leader picked some clothes out for us and they were all handed to us. I was given a sparkly green skirt with a really short shirt that was pinkish with vertical lines across it. All the guys basically received some kind of dress/skirt except for our class clown of the group Nick. He got an ugly dragon shirt and a brightly colored speedo. At first he was against it but soon gave into the pressure to wear the speedo. An awesome dinner was served for the last time and we were all in our fancy dress costumes. I wisely wore a pair of shorts under my sparkly green skirt because it’s hard with a plate of food on your lap. It’s funny, I think guys are programmed to look up a woman’s skirt because almost all of the guys were looking up each other’s skirts by accident. All of us were eating dinner when Nick the speedo guy came out and he gave us all a fashion show