We slept in this morning and got brunch with our friend Molly (URI) at a little cafe, where we sat at the smallest table imaginable for 3 people. We all split a pizza and then went shopping. I bought a pair of light brown, leather flats at a boutique, they're so cute! We ran into some 
kind of protest in front of Zara and on our way home we heard the people chanting and marching through the streets. Tiana called and said she signed us up for a pub crawl so we showered and got ready to go. The pub crawl met at the Spanish Steps and our first stop was at an Irish pub where we got a free (nasty) shot of Jager, ew and free beer and wine for an hour (this is where we all got into trouble.) They gave us all pizza and then herded us to another bar where we got another free shot. At the third bar we all or
dered four or five shots because for god knows what reason we thought we weren't already drunk enough from the first 2 stops. The last place we went was a club called Gilda, which from my pictures seems to have been a complete freakshow but none of us can remember more than vague flashes of things. Apparently it's really expensive there and Cat and I decided we weren't spending any money so we headed to VIP where, within a few seconds we were sitting with a few middle eastern men, one of which was supposedly the prince of Yemen and 
the other a doctor from Dubai. Tiana came and joined us and I guess we polished off a fabulous fruit platter and multiple grey goose & redbulls.. Meanwhile I managed to take a few snapshots of the bloody man bound to a cross on the stage, as well at the Popeye-looking guy carrying around a giant potato, practically naked male dancers and a drag singer. Eventually we left, after half of our friends had been kicked out for I have no idea what reason, and we headed back to the hotel completely dissheveled and laughing our asses off.
kind of protest in front of Zara and on our way home we heard the people chanting and marching through the streets. Tiana called and said she signed us up for a pub crawl so we showered and got ready to go. The pub crawl met at the Spanish Steps and our first stop was at an Irish pub where we got a free (nasty) shot of Jager, ew and free beer and wine for an hour (this is where we all got into trouble.) They gave us all pizza and then herded us to another bar where we got another free shot. At the third bar we all or
dered four or five shots because for god knows what reason we thought we weren't already drunk enough from the first 2 stops. The last place we went was a club called Gilda, which from my pictures seems to have been a complete freakshow but none of us can remember more than vague flashes of things. Apparently it's really expensive there and Cat and I decided we weren't spending any money so we headed to VIP where, within a few seconds we were sitting with a few middle eastern men, one of which was supposedly the prince of Yemen and 
the other a doctor from Dubai. Tiana came and joined us and I guess we polished off a fabulous fruit platter and multiple grey goose & redbulls.. Meanwhile I managed to take a few snapshots of the bloody man bound to a cross on the stage, as well at the Popeye-looking guy carrying around a giant potato, practically naked male dancers and a drag singer. Eventually we left, after half of our friends had been kicked out for I have no idea what reason, and we headed back to the hotel completely dissheveled and laughing our asses off.
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