Tuesday 22 January 2008

Barcelona Pub Crawl

So on our second night in Barcelona we decide to get a taste of the Spanish pub scene with a good old fashioned pub crawl. At 930 we head to the first bar which is full of so much cock that it puts a SigEp party to shame. So, we quickly take our free tequila shot and decide to head across the street to an Irish pub. After downing an additional pint, we head back to meet the group to go to the second bar. At the second bar we down another tequila shot and fearing a trend head next door where we were offered a free shot with the purchase of a beer. After downing another free tequila shot and receiving another pint we discover that this is also the next stop on the crawl and are therefore eligible for another tequila shot. Around this same time, arrives a group of Brits wearing polos bearing "Frank's Stag Do!" Mike and I (Kravitz) quickly discover that a stag do is the British equivalent of a bachelor's party. Mike begins talking to Frank's father or as he calls him "dad." I meanwhile am talking to Frank's fiancee's brother making sure that he is ok with Frank railing his sister. Coincidentally our pub crawl leader has taken out a beer bong and is waving it around on a table. Mike turns to me and says "Yo, lets start a Frank the Tank chant". I look over at the soon to be brother-in-law and we all start chanting "Frank the Tank" at the top of our lungs. Next thing we know half the bar is chanting "Frank the Tank" and Frank is standing on the table funneling a beer. We proceed to drink with Frank and the rest of his stag do for a while and attempt while shitfaced to sing along with English football songs and "Frankie's a legend" chants.

Around this time it begins to get a little cloudy, but we proceeded to one more pub and a club where we received some mysterious shots and drank a few more pints. Along the way , there was at least one sketchy drug deal that took place en route from one pub to another and a smoke session in a mall somewhere while the security guard patrolled. We got back to the hostel around 4 and found that mike was sleeping on a bed adjacent to a thirty year old couple and apparently played footsie with the dude at some point during the night.

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