Nobody ever talks about the really embarrassing stuff? But i will.. :D
So i was in my early 20’s. A close friend of mine was in what seemed a rushed relationship where they both decided marriage was the route to go down.
Me and a large group decided that for a stag party we’d go all out and arranged a 3 day weekend in Amsterdam.
Long story short.. they never made it to the wedding!
But given everything was booked months beforehand we decided to go ahead anyway.. after all, we all looked forward to a messy boys weekend.
We arrived Friday afternoon around 4pm. Got to our hotel, left our shit and set off out consuming whatever the hell we got our hands on. To be honest.. i cant really remember the first night, those chocolate space cakes hit hard as hell! but the next day i do.. vividly.