When you reach a certain age, your liver functions start going down.
You feel ill after a night of partying.
We learnt it the hard way after L's hen party.
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Everything started pretty tame and proper. We gals went for our beauty regime at Aramsa Spa, followed by dinner at Les Bouchons at Club Street.
Dinner was delish:
After dinner, we went to check out the dodgy lil night club recommended by our friends. Did I say dodgy? I meant DODGY. The lady in charge (ahem!) told us to use the other door to enter the club. This was what it looked like:
It was the weirdest experience ever. Doubt any of us would do it again. Eye-opener? More like eye-sore. For drinks, we ordered this. We couldn't wait to polish it off and run away:
Last stop. Pump Room. For some proper dancing and partying:
At least we had a crazy good time there. The band was pretty funny. We sang along to songs and boogied to the music. Of course, alcohol helped and we had a roaring good time. In fact, so good we all ended up with hangovers and massive headaches the next day. But for our good friend, it's all worth it:
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