Well after another extended hiatus, it is time to re-enter the world of blogging! It's been a busy couple of months both the Brain and I. As the Brain elaborated in the previous blog, we were able to get back to good ole' 'Merica and enjoy our families and friends. For me that included meeting my new niece (a 3 month old yellow labrador), watching my beautiful baby sister graduate to become a registered nurse, and formally welcoming in my brother (technically brother in-law) to be. It was a whirlwind week of epic proportions to say the least!
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| Freaking adorable right? |
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| Nurse "pinning" ceremony |
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| The Happy Couple |
But enough of 'Merica, and on to this past weekend where the Brain and I were offered up a unique treat. We were each invited to our first Bahrain Hen and Stag Parties (more commonly referred to Bachelor's and Bachelorette's Parties). Why Hen's and Why Stags you ask? I don't know, it seems to be largely a British thing.... In any case these types of weekends are usually circled on calendars for weeks in advance, and the anticipation of such an event did not disappoint!!!
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| We've had our aim set on tonight.... |
The Stag party was themed as mobsters which most people adhered to. The bachelor and his closest friends rolled around in style via a red Lincoln limo that actually needed to be jumped (dead battery) midway through the night. Got to love the way they take care of vehicles in Bahrain!!! The rest of us car-pooled and rolled from place to place enjoying the scenery, live music, and the impromptu rap session by one of the Stag party members who also happens to be a kick ass free-style rapper. Chants of Mo' Mo' Mo' could be heard for blocks as we piled out of the respective night club and on to the next. Not by coincidence, Mo is the name of the bachelor for this particular evening.
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| Gangstas 4 Life |
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| A Bahraini, a German, and 2 Americans walk into a bar... |
After a few more stops, the stag party came to rest at a Russian dance club. Now before you start getting your hopes up for some crazy story, let me just tell you that at said Russian Dance club there were a few rules: 1. No Standing 2. No Pictures 3. No Bachelor on Stage 4. No Private Dancing. 5. No nudity. So needless to say it was a rather short stay for the Stag party. Now there is nothing wrong with this establishment, it just wasn't quite Stag night material. I lived in Vegas for 4 years, I know what that type of establishment looks like.
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| Rapping in action... |
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| Immediately after one of the most epic free-style renditions of all time! |
The Hen's party started out a bit more reserved at first with everyone assembling at the bachelorette's house for drinks, jokes, and penis cake (provided by Pinky and the Bahrain's one and only Brain). All of the beautiful women were garbed in their favorite little black dress and pink accessory of choice. Flocks of pink boas followed the bachelorettes everywhere they went, usually leaving a trail that was easily traceable to the source. The bachelorette party took full advantage of ladies' nights spread throughout the Bahraini club scene and were the life of the party everywhere they went.
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| Pen15 cake |
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| Hey Ladies! Where the creepy guys at? |
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| The dance floor was theirs! |
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| Hen Party |
Both parties ended up at the Brazil Lounge, which is a common hangout for most members of our group due to the kind bartenders, free jello shots, and the fact that it is owned and managed by none other than Mo himself. In all the night was a smashing success and allowed both the Brain and I to see into the life of a real-life Bahraini couple. While the future bride is from Belarus originally, she has welcomed the Bahraini social scene and lifestyle while finding the love of her life along the way. So let's end this entry on that note and thank Mo and Anna for reminding us that love is random, love is beautiful, love is fun, and love is worth fighting (and partying) for.
