Party of the (a) Decade!

DISCLAIMER: None of what I write here will acurrately convey the amount of fun that was had on the night of this particular party.

It started out with the invitation. An email hit the inbox of approximately 20 folks with details outlining my boyfriend's birthday party. It held the standard details, Saturday night, from this time to this time, etc. It included that the party would have a 1980's s theme and that the actual location was mobile. Yep, 80's rock on a party bus. Then the email invitation had it's own disclaimer: If you don't dress up and come to go all out, you are not allowed on the bus.

We had no idea what we were in for...

At 6pm we all gathered for dinner at Able's on the Lake. Now, because most of the costumes were so outrageous, some of the party goers tamed it down for dinner. And some did not...

Dinner was very nice and while us gals who were already dressed waited for the bus, the rest of the group went to jump backwards almost 30 years in their attire.

When the bus showed up it was everything an 80's rock group would have loved: track, neon lighting, a stripper pole, leather seats, built in bar, flat screen tvs, and a rocking sound system.

We loaded up and the birthday boy got on the mic. He shouted the rules, "Don't break anything, don't throw up, and have a rockin' good time."

We were off..

And within in the first hour we had done a Chinese fire drill in downtown Austin and stormed in and out of two bars on 6th street for potty breaks.

Now let's discuss the "storming of the bars for potty breaks..."

Imagine 10pm on Saturday night downtown. Places are not crowded yet, things a relatively calm. Then a black bus that is literally rockin' for the extreme dance party on the inside pulls up and 20 20-somethings all rush out wearing 80's rock outfits. We were generally all still screaming whatever song was playing inside the bus as we ran/danced our way into these bars. My boyfriend, who I gave the best dressed award to, would usually stand at the door screaming something like "This way, this way" While swinging his arms in the direction of the bar we were momentarily taking over.

Inside the bar we would all go rush to the bathroom then back out to take a shot or two, along with about a dozen pictures with random people. We would dance around for a few minutes before the birthday boy would again shout and wave us back in the direction of the bus.

By hour 3 we had done this 3 or 4 times at different bars. Same process, but the places were getting more crowded; that did not stop us.

In our final bar stop we hit Madison, as we ran through the doors the manager asked what kind of party it was. Birthday boy explained and the guy gave us two bottles of champagne. Whoa. We hung out a few extra minutes in there, then back to the bus we went.

On the bus, in between stops, it was madness... dancing, screaming the lyrics of our favorite 80's music like Girls Girls Girls and Don't Stop Believin', and of course toasting the birthday boy.

By midnight we had made our way all over Austin, into several downtown bars, done multiple chinese firedrills and even took a group photo at the Capitol.

We were dropped off at our hotel and after taking pictures with more random people at their request, we headed back downtown, this time on foot.

We picked a few places to wind down the night and before we knew it we were headed back to the hotel.
The next day and week following was spent exchanging pictures and text messages about how much "returning to reality after a party like that sucked..."

All in all it was a fantastic party. I think the only bad parts were one guy losing a phone and the headaches we all fought the next day.

In the record books it will, for now, be the party to beat. And I'm not sure it can ever be done.

Xoxo Sara Marie