OK…. This started out as a simple little bachelor party, except that the guy who planned the party is the bachelor. He has always wanted to have his bachelor party on the 50th running of the Daytona 500 and no one in his group would have been able to achieve this lofty level of decadence, so we had to do our best to help make his party one to remember!! Leave frigid Milwaukee for sunny Daytona Beach for the 50th running of Americas Race to party with great friends before our boy commits his life to the abyss that is marriage?? NO BRAINER, adios amigos!
First things first, 12 guys need a place to rest after a long day of “cranking it” at the world center of speed. So, we rented 2 camping spots on the in-field at Daytona International Speedway, which provided enough space for our 2 Class B RV’s and an additional 8-man tent. PERFECT, WE GOT ACREAGE! Given that the camping spots and in-field passes were kind of pricey and that this was our “home-away-from-home” for 4 days, our RV’s had to cover a variety of tasks on a dime. To our delight, there was a “mobile” on-site septic clean-out service available, we were all set. Sheeww…our menu was bacon-wrapped chicken, bacon-wrapped steak, bacon-wrapped pork loin, burritos with jalapeños and brats: I think you get the point, you really don’t want 12 guys eating like that and not have a bathroom. TRUST ME!
Second, we started drinking and drinking and drinking… I think you get the point… and then let the shenanigans ensue. WOW, have you ever seen a man drink an entire bottle of “Middleton” (REALLY pricey, REALLY good, REALLY hard to get Irish Whiskey) in about an hour? Well we did, (BTW-the best Irish Whiskey ever) and on his 40th b-day! Thank god because that’s some expensive stuff to bring to a redneck festival. Five Daytona police squads showed up and we almost went to jail over 2 pallets – SERIOUSLY (more to come on this)!
We snuck in some friends into the in-field just in time to meet Robbie Gordon (Jim Beam #7), who rolled by for a moment with his gal. Have you ever taken a guy from Spain to the Daytona 500? Even better, we took him to a party/bar in Tent City called CLUB 3 (you need to read that one) and have a pic with Dale Earndhardt, no joke! And how many times does it take a 6 seat golf cart to break a pallet into a million pieces by running over it? You’ll have to wait and see.
I’m going to chronicle the weekend’s activities in 5 future posts (cuz it’s waaaaay to much info to put in one post) and let you all know everything about the weekend’s events. Actually, since we’re all married, I’m not going to tell everything but enough to make it interesting.
Stay tuned, Gizznat!!
