The [Friendly] Drinking Contest

Alright…so this was [one of] THE stories of the trip. When we left Montreal, we decided that one day we would spend the entire day drinking and whoever lasted the longest would be the “winner”. We figured we would have a drink every 30 minutes as of 13:00.

It ended up taking a while to get our drinks sometimes so rather than 30 minutes, it ended up being “you took a drink as soon as you finished the last one (or even before)”. When we were on our 10th drink, E was making fun of us for drinking “girly mixed drinks”; little did he know that our drinks were much, much stronger than the beers he was taking. We had specified to the bartenders that we were Canadian as soon we we got there, so they knew what to do!

“Get Me Another Beer!”

Anyhow, I don’t put up with trash talk so I recommened if E was so brave, that we all take a shot of 63% rum without a chaser. E agreed…the minute we took the shot he puked. The minute he finished puking he had another beer! LOL We ended up convincing a bunch of people (about 10 more) to play our game with us! A gentleman from Texas came up to me and said (in a thick Texan accent): “Maaan, when ah saw yo friend pukin’, ah knew this was gon’ be a goood week!”

The Results

To make a long story short…this went on for the rest of the afternoon. Mo dropped off after ~12 drinks, E dropped off after 20, Daniel after 23. In the end, the only 2 left were myself (representing Montreal) and Andrea (representing Toronto). I lost by one drink. I finished up with 35 drinks in 5 hours and she had 36! That’s a drink every ~10 minutes, non-stop for 5 hours. Surprisingly, I wasn’t sick or even hung over at allthe next day! I drank a lot of water and ate a lot of rice at dinner! This folks, is probably why my tolerance is so high these days. I know my parents weren’t too proud of this story, but hey, we were on vacation…it’s all good!

Here’s a pic of Daniel, Eason and I before our competition started. Amber (in the 2nd pic) took part as well and in the last pic is Heather a [very cute] dentist I met on that day. Yes, you’ll notice I busted out the Sweden shirt to represent! Coincidentally, Amber’s mom was Swedish. The next day people told me that they were stunned that I was able to maintain completely normal cohesive conversations that evening.

The Chicken Fight

We also had a chicken fight that afternoon. Unfortunately the girl who was supposed to go on my back “chickened out” (pun intended) so I ended up with Mike! I had my doubts if he could hold me up and you’ll see we go down pretty fast!

Making The Band

Here’s the last funny bit: Apparently I had passed out at the dinner table. Then, I suddenly woke up, looked around, got up and walked over to the band and asked if I could play the guitar. The guy said: “Yah mon!” and I played a coupla’ songs with them. Too funny…

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