H A L L O W E E N

So. We had originally planned to be ninja turtles for Halloween but this plan fell through the cracks when we realized that none of us wanted to go to a club wearing a cardboard jankity-ass shell on our backs (since we obviously arent going to spend money on a costume). This plan quickly degraded into apathy and as Halloween neared,we still didnt have costumes. Jessica and I decided to salvage the night by buying vampire teeth, dressing up in black clothes, and drinking orange colored drinks (Tang, Vodka, and Fanta). Good Stuff.

We headed out to a local bar right next to our apartment to listen to some live Funk music and wait for the much anticipated arrival of Namita and Joe. The two guests came around 1 am so we left the club and met them at the nearby Burger King - the logical predetermined meeting spot. After meeting up, we decided to head out for a bit to a nearby dance club called Fog. It was extremely packed and we danced to such all star jams as Sean Paul - Give me the light. Or maybe it was some other Sean Paul song but, lets be honest, nobody knows the difference. Surrounded by some crazy spanish Halloween costumes, we enjoyed ourselves until around 4 am and headed home.

The next day passed uneventfully. This was necessary, however, in order to allow for such an eventful night. We started with a good home cooked meal made by Joe and Namita, accompanied by beer and wine. We continued to drink and decided to make it interesting by taking shots through straws. We ended up having so much fun that we didnt leave the apartment until 2 AM. We started walking to a district called Huertas about 20 minutes south of our place. On the way we encountered a very angry man involved in a heated domestic dispute. In the middle of a blocked off construction-site-type-thing this guy was yelling at these two girls and chasing after them and kind of hitting them, though not really. Out of nowhere he picked up a large brick and started chasing one of the women down the street. Absolutely insane. After buying beers from shady street vendors (selling them out of backpacks), losing Joe and Jessica once, we found our way to the club and enjoyed ourselves until 4:30ish. After drinking quite a bit we were all dancing like absolute lunatics. It came to the point where some random guy told Joe to "tranquilo" aka "chill the f out". A pretty phenomenal night in summary.

The remainder of the weekend Joe and Namita attempted to sell the bikes they had bought in Barcelona and prepared to head off to Cairo. It was great to see some familiar faces and have a taste of the good old princeton life. Made me a bit nostalgic for the last four years but also excited for the next 5 (or 6)...