This past weekend, my husband and I went on our first party bus trip. They are basically old school buses with the seats turned sideways with stripper poles and a stereo system. The idea is to get in the bus with your 30 closest friends and hit up as many bars as you can.
The reason for the celebration was that it was one of our good friend's 30th birthday. I have mentioned before that Matt and I have been friends since the 90's so we pretty much have the same friends. The friend whose birthday it was is also Matt's best friend's brother.
About half of everyone on the bus was a good friend of ours. People that we've been friends with forever. People that we invite to our festivities. People that came to our wedding. It was great to be able hang out with so many of our good friends at once.
It was mostly a bus full of guys with Pantera and System of Down playing. It reminded me of the old days, when none of had responsibilities or kids or mortgages.
We made it to 6 bars and road tripped in the country for awhile. At the end of the night the bus dropped us off at my parent's house. Kinda like when I was little and got off the bus there, except I was drunk and carrying a beer in my hand.