So we made sure to take in as many of our favorite places as we could while we were there. Shannon showed us where she will be getting married on campus, we got ice cream, Wes bought CDs at Flat, Black and Circular, Jess learned to ride a moped (see below) and we topped the night off at Harper's and The Riv (also see below).
At Harper's, our server asked us for our drink orders. Eric, Jess and Wes all ordered beers. "What size?" she asked each of us. "Whatever the biggest one is," Jess replied. Apparently the "biggest one" is just a pitcher. One for each of us. Jess was frustrated, wanting not nearly that much raspberry wheat (sweet beers are better in small doses). Wes seemed okay with it, because more beer > less beer.
To further plummet our opinions of the server, she later came by for our food orders. Jess asked, "What's in the veggie burger?"
"I'm not sure, I've never asked," answered the server.
"Could you go find out?" asked Jess.
"Sure!" said the server.
Pause.
"Wait, what was the question?" the server added.
You could practically hear her tip dwindling.
So with that, here's the photo (and video) evidence.
First, Jess was born to ride:
Now, the photos:
Eric and Jackson (one of Emma's many boyfriends).
Apparently there are no pitcher-sized Cape Cods.
Jess expresses her displeasure with massive beers.
Wes doesn't seem to mind.
Paul seems caught off-guard.
The service card seems to be out of service.
This is what Paul looks like when he's not giving the finger to the camera.
Sorry, Amanda. We don't know what Shannon's doing either.
Texan men are born carnivores.
BFF.
The faces say it all: Eric is the better shot.
Eric has blood lust. Just look at his eyes for proof.
Jess is happy to be in East Lansing.
Shannon puts her hands in the air, apparently not caring.
Yay, I'm out having fun with friends.
"...an even weirder move."
Ladies, he's single.
Meta photography.
Fun with perspective.
So many glasses...ugh.
It's a Michigan ho-down!
Aww...
Can two people make a conga line?
Aww, the happy couple.
It's better to look good than to dance good.
So much lurkage.
Paul puts a hex on Eric's drink when he's not looking.
"So sexxxxyyyyy!"
BFF? Or BFFF?
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