I Have Never....
Well week 2 is nearly over and Im pretty sad to be leaving Wisconsin- despite it not being the obvious tourist destination its a class place and Ive had an amazing time here. Most of the weeknights have been spent in various bars about Madison... this city has so many bars and pubs in each street you could almost say it competes with Irish villages for choice of drinking establishment. The pick of the lot in my humble opinion was the Essen Haus, a German bar where the staff wore leiderhosen and a really depressed looking dude played the accordion in the corner. He really looked like he wanted to end it all but then if you had to play polka music to drunken idiots every night of the week wouldn't you? The beer was served in big glass boots which held about 4 pints.
The glass got passed round and once the drinking started it wasn't allowed to touch the table until it was finished. We got through a fair number of those between us. The barmaid was bringing over what turned out to be our last boot and knocked it all over me so she brought a round of Jaegermeister shots as a good will gesture. It probably wasn't the best idea as i had 2 of them in a row. Thats where my memory cutoff point is, I cant remember anything from then until Sarah woke me the next day back at the house. At half seven am. When I was still as plastered as I was when I went to bed. I think. Still have gaping holes from that night, apparently I went off to another bar with Sarah's mates after she had to go home, sensibly cause she was working the next day. Apparently they bundled me into a taxi at the end of the night, apparently I had the address written on my hand although I couldn't read it the next day and apparently I managed to get home without puking all over the taxi.
Milwaukee Brewers vs Cleveland Indians
Apparently. So anyway the next day Sarah had arranged for me to come along with her and the two little girls that she nanny's for. So she woke me at half seven, poured strong coffee down my throat and bundled me into the car to head off to Verona to pick the girls up. It was surreal standing in their kitchen talking to their mother desparately trying to not slur my words and standing at a distance from her so she couldn't smell the booze off my breath. Hopefully she didn't twig, I would hate for Sarah to get into trouble for bringing a drunken Irishman into contact with her kids. The kids were cool, they were 8 and 11 and the 8 year old was fascinated with everything about Ireland cause she was reading a book about a leprechauns.
Karaoke just got cool
I told her that I had a leprechaun called Seamus living in my attic who was really shy and only came out when you left milk and cookies out for him. He has a big pot of gold but you cant touch it cause it has a curse on it and all your hair will fall out if you take any of it. She was so amazed when I was telling her this it was classic. So we spent the day wandering round the park, having a picnic and a waterfight then heading for the outdoor swimming pool where we spent the day doing cannonballs and comedy dives. Pure cla.
Ready for the Brewers game
So later on Friday we took a drive over to Milwaukee where Sarah's folks live. They had gone on holiday that day so we had the place to ourselves. And what a place it is, a massive house with a pool table in the basement, hot tub in the yard (going for one of those later ahh yeah) and a lake at the bottom of the garden. We just chilled out on Friday night cause we were both wrecked then yesterday we went to see the Milwaukee Brewers play the Cleveland Indians at baseball. The game started at 6 so we arrived at 4 so we could do a spot of tailgating- this is where you set up a bbq next to your car and eat food and drink a load of beers before heading into the game. We actually didn't go into the game until close to half seven to discover that there was only two innings left and we had missed most of the game. But we caught the best bit. the Brewers came from behind to take the game by one run which was amazing. the whole stadium erupted in noise and on the way out everyone was high fiving everyone and shouting and cheering. So we went straight from the game back to Sarah's cause we were all starting to feel a bit too sober- they stopped serving beer after the 7th inning so we couldn't keep our levels up in the stadium. We got back and played a quick round of circle of death which got us all back to where we should be then headed out to the local bar for more. There was a hugely cheesy man running karaoke so we just had to. Rum and coke proved to be the final nail in the coffin for both me and Sarah, I spilt mine all over the waitress but used my charms to not only avoid getting chucked out but also to get another free drink!! how sweet is that? Sarah looked like someone had just pushed her off switch, one minute she was singing and shouting and generally being rowdy and good fun, the next she was falling asleep and sliding off her chair. So we struggled home and next thing I know its half 4 and Ive just woke up on the sofa having failed miserably to make it up to bed.
Thats all thats happened of note this week, Im getting pretty nervous about going to Costa Rica tomorrow but its going to be a huge adventure and Im rising to the challenge.