First one: Tom’s Stag Do Amsterdam Story
π»β The lost guy (not lost) Amsterdam
It was supposed to be an amazing stag party, we were with 7 friends for Tom’s upcoming wedding. So we all decided to go to Amsterdam Stag Do StoryΒ and we’d been planning it for months, obviously the city of freedom.
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In principle, it was good! We arrived in Amsterdam, everything was fine with the hotel, the city was beautiful and we? were ready to party! We all had the itinerary for the activities, because in 3 days, we had to do it all.
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In the morning, we went to a menu coffeshop in Amsterdam, a real one. And perfect, always good. The colleagues are energised and we have the day ahead of us. Then we went on the Bike Beer Tour – what an experience! It was great fun.
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OK, I suppose so. We were already a bit crazy. But we still had enough energy to go out into Amsterdam’s nightlife. We hopped from bar to bar and had a great time. Then we decided to join a party… just perfect. and just crazy! By the end of the night, we were all a bit tired and drunk, so Jonas started saying “let’s go, guys, tomorrow we need to get on with it”. Jonas, the more conscientious one, was persuading everyone to take the bar off… But then they realised something…
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ππ»β 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6… and the 7 of us? Where?
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So we quickly discovered that the seven of us who were missing was Dave.
Dave is that quiet guy, but the only single one of us. It’s a wake-up call. But it’s not often that Dave goes away, specifically to another country to go out with a girl or something. In fact, he’s just a quiet guy. A bit strange.
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At that moment, the other six of us, the drunk guys, started to freak out (perhaps excessively, but that’s okay, we have excuses: alcohol). We started to worry a lot, we rang him and there was no signal. Where was he? On the streets? With a girl? In the bathroom?
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It wasn’t the best decision, but we decided to go round the bars and canals to find Dave. Others of us decided to go to the hotel and: nothing.
– Dave, where are you, mate? Drunk guys drive kilometres in Amsterdam for this guy!
It’s fun now, but at the beginning of the day we kept going and going. Then we got a call! It was Dave, in peace, waking up and looking for us! Obviously, we were furious! All night looking for this guy and now he just turns up in a perfect state of mind?
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ππ»β So… Dave had met a girl at the party! And the girl lives on a boat in Amsterdam, so Dave thought: “What an experience!” and went there. A marvellous evening with the girl and a perfect morning on the boat! Nice for Dave, right?
Because for us drunk friends, not so much, my friend!
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π‘β Ps: The next day, Dave paid for the beer for us, obviously. The lost guy (not lost)!
Second one: Mark’s Stag Do Amsterdam Story
π»β Too Faithful Guys Ibiza
Hi guys, I’m Paul and I’ve got a good story.
So, let’s get started… Ibiza, the party capital of the world, was the perfect destination for Mark’s stag party. The island promised a night of unforgettable fun for Mark and his friends.
We were four friends. Only the closest! And like every story: this one starts well. We arrived in Ibiza full of enthusiasm, ready to immerse ourselves in every possible experience.
We spent the day sunbathing on the beach, taking cocktail classes and thinking about the evening! In the evening, we went to a nightclub, a cool nightclub, a perfect nightclub, literally! with the best drinks and music! Just perfect!
Then, at some point, a group of girls approached us. Everything was great and the girls were nice! but… we’re all married and between one conversation and the next we thought we’d better stop talking. We cut off the conversation with the girls rather abruptly.
Bad, but necessary…
Five minutes later, we saw the girls going to another group of guys and a shocking thing: they give them a lot of drinks and food at the party! I overheard the girls talking about the following: they had to go to another party and wanted to leave the drinks with someone (the party was too big), but other guys (us) wouldn’t accept because they had girlfriends…
Oh no! We missed our chance! Just a little bit, guys, still? (Maybe a little scared, lads)
Moral of the story: be open to making friends! We lost about 500 euros on that, guys!