I’m dividing this post by days because it is so long, and so if this gets imported to facebook with only the first page, please click the link “view original.” There was just so much going on and I wanted to write it all down and so this might be my longest post ever.
Thursday
I woke up at 4am and realized I had a 24 hour day ahead of me. The day was going to end with a bachelor party, and it was probably going to end around 2am or so, central time. I finally arrived via a connecting flight to Kearney, Nebraska around 1pm central time and I was kind of tired. I had slept on the planes a little but it wasn’t really enough.
Gibran and Maryanne got me at the airport–it was such a tiny airport, and it was the first time in years where someone met me in the terminal. After some catching up, Gibran drove us to the bed and breakfast where Maryanne and I were staying for a night. The lady who runs the place, Sherry, was a sweet woman who showed us everything from the tv to the nightlight. We scheduled a breakfast for 9am the next morning. I had never done that before at all, so it would have been a really fun experience had I not been so tired.
Maryanne and Gibran left me to sleep in the hotel for an hour or two while they went out for a bit. I lied down but alas my powers of napping are weak at best.
They came back to pick me up for the “bachelor party” which was really a fun time out at a country club. We set out on golf carts to hit a few holes with the guys, and Maryanne joined us for a bit. However, she had to leave when the girls went out on their bridal shower out to a vineyard (there are great pictures she posted of this on Facebook). I have never golfed before but I did pretty well for a beginning. I think that I finished each hole in about 8 to 12 shots.
Then we had to stop golfing at 6 because the next item on the schedule was labeled only as “sandwiches” for one hour. I had been wondering what sandwiches would be and why it was scheduled differently, but there it was, sandwiches. We all had a good time sitting around talking over our sandwiches, and we could go into the pool nearby which some of us did.
We went overtime on the sandwiches and made it back to the Ramada soon thereafter to get ready for the real bachelor party. Some of the guys went to the Ramada bar to have drinks. The bartenders were a little flirtatious but I guess that’s the next best thing to strippers, especially since James directly forbade me to get them for his party.
We hung out at the bar until the girls finally returned from the vineyard. Their trolley was waiting outside while they came in for a drink, and we all met each other there. For everyone, there was someone in the bridal party who another person hadn’t met, so it was good to get together right then and there.
Around or after 11pm we commandeered the bridal party and turned it into our bar-hopping-mobile. The first bar we went to was kind of dead and so we only stayed there for 30 minutes or so. We hopped right back onto the party trolley and went to the next bar. This bar was kind of funny because before 8pm, yes before 8pm, the bar is a stripper joint but afterwards it is a really great club/bar. I guess some people need to get off of work early to watch the strippers and then need to cool down in a stripper-free club? There were a lot of college students dancing on the dance floor and the bar itself was overcrowded. Drinks were literally all less than $2, which alone probably makes it a great college town. I bought some drinks; some others bought me drinks. We all bought drinks for each other. The caveat of all the clubs in Kearney though is that they all close at 1am. At 1:00, they stop serving. At 1:05 there is someone who goes through the bar and takes your drink and kicks you out of the bar. Then maybe 10 minutes later, police might come and clear you off the sidewalks. So it was really weird to experience it but exactly at 1am, the music died out, the lights got a little brighter, and they started shuffling people out of the bar. The party died in a snap. Maryanne and I were dropped off at the B&B around 1 or 2am and passed out. Thus ended my 23 or 24 hour day.
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