oh what a wonderful life i live.
so i wake up to ben so mad at me. bc i am a dumbass and over slept. i was supposed to be at his at 8am. and i woke up to him calling me at 8 am. oops. i get out of bed only realize im not in my bed. and i have no clue where whitney is or my room key. all the girls have left to do tourist things. so start to feel a bit overwhelmed and stressed out. after banging on my door, and about three other rooms, i finally go to the front desk and have a security gaurd unlock my door for me. i walk into my room all stressed out only to find whitney passed out on my bed with my key next to her. she was so out she didnt hear me BANGING on the door. so i wake her and tell her what is going on and how we are late. it takes a while for us to get our heads on straight. ben keeps calling and telling me i am a twat and that i need to take the train out immediately to ascot bc he had paid for these tickets and it was rude to let them go to waste. so whit and i realize how dumb we are being. shower, gets dressed up, to the best of our abilities, and head to the tube.
we decided we should buy wine and drink on the way to get in a better state of mind.
the tube is hot and miserable. we are sweating and hungover like hell. going back in forth in our minds we some how just kept trucking to the trains. we quickly realize we are idiots and bought a bottle of wine that wasnt twist off. and were disappointed with ourselves. but we made it to the train none the less. hopped on for with out paying (bc we are rebels). and sat down and road out to ascot.
it was by far the best decision we have ever made.
we walk about 5 minutes, following a crowd of men in suits and women in posh dresses and hats. for a minute we worry that we arent dressed up enough. but we decided not to stress about it bc we had made it there and that is what counted.
we meet up with ben at the gate and he gives us our tickets and passes for the credit club level.
AMAZING.
all i can really say is that we lived the life of luxury for the next few hours.
£70 bottles of pink champagne (6 of them).
suits and fabulous dresses everywhere.
amazing veiw of the horse races.
great weather!
we learned how to bet on horses.
bet on a horse named annapolis and broke even! (£10 bc we are such ballers)
ben won a good bit of money.
and to top off the gloriousness while waiting for the coach we got to chow down on a table of assorted cheeses and drink our wine finally. ha.
just had a lovely lovely day!
thank you ben for everything. and making us get off our hungover asses and come out to the most amazing day every.
we were exasperated...
ascot pictures!
so i wake up to ben so mad at me. bc i am a dumbass and over slept. i was supposed to be at his at 8am. and i woke up to him calling me at 8 am. oops. i get out of bed only realize im not in my bed. and i have no clue where whitney is or my room key. all the girls have left to do tourist things. so start to feel a bit overwhelmed and stressed out. after banging on my door, and about three other rooms, i finally go to the front desk and have a security gaurd unlock my door for me. i walk into my room all stressed out only to find whitney passed out on my bed with my key next to her. she was so out she didnt hear me BANGING on the door. so i wake her and tell her what is going on and how we are late. it takes a while for us to get our heads on straight. ben keeps calling and telling me i am a twat and that i need to take the train out immediately to ascot bc he had paid for these tickets and it was rude to let them go to waste. so whit and i realize how dumb we are being. shower, gets dressed up, to the best of our abilities, and head to the tube.
we decided we should buy wine and drink on the way to get in a better state of mind.
the tube is hot and miserable. we are sweating and hungover like hell. going back in forth in our minds we some how just kept trucking to the trains. we quickly realize we are idiots and bought a bottle of wine that wasnt twist off. and were disappointed with ourselves. but we made it to the train none the less. hopped on for with out paying (bc we are rebels). and sat down and road out to ascot.
it was by far the best decision we have ever made.
we walk about 5 minutes, following a crowd of men in suits and women in posh dresses and hats. for a minute we worry that we arent dressed up enough. but we decided not to stress about it bc we had made it there and that is what counted.
we meet up with ben at the gate and he gives us our tickets and passes for the credit club level.
AMAZING.
all i can really say is that we lived the life of luxury for the next few hours.
£70 bottles of pink champagne (6 of them).
suits and fabulous dresses everywhere.
amazing veiw of the horse races.
great weather!
we learned how to bet on horses.
bet on a horse named annapolis and broke even! (£10 bc we are such ballers)
ben won a good bit of money.
and to top off the gloriousness while waiting for the coach we got to chow down on a table of assorted cheeses and drink our wine finally. ha.
just had a lovely lovely day!
thank you ben for everything. and making us get off our hungover asses and come out to the most amazing day every.
we were exasperated...
ascot pictures!
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