Breckenridge Oktoberfest

I keep saying to people that I lead an amazing life. That I get to do fun things. But then when I try to talk through them or explain, I have the hardest time. So, I've decided that I will start talking about the fun and random moments in my life.

This last weekend I got to go to Oktoberfest in Breckenridge, CO. The event takes up the entire Main Street in Breckenridge. I was invited to come up by my friend Rachel, who is the PR Director for the town of Breckenridge (THANKS RACHEL). She set me up with four beer steins and four drink tickets.

I invited my fun friend Rachel (a different Rachel) to join me. My friend Janette lives up there, so I called and asked if she would like to meet up for lunch. She said yes. I had only met Janette one other time - when I went to Breckenridge for a FAM trip. (I'll tell you about that another time). I also had my friend Bill meet us up there - and he brought his girlfriend too...(more on that another time too I guess - as if there is much to say about it)....

We drank beers all afternoon! Rachel figured out a way to pick up tickets from the ground and re-use them and Janette knew someone at the VIP area. Plus, Rachel kind of talked someone at the VIP area to give us his pass as he was leaving for the day.  

 After Oktoberfest and all the drinking (we started at 11) we went to J's condo. Hung out for just a few minutes before deciding that we needed to go get something to eat. As we were leaving the room, we met a guy who was going into his place across the hall. Not really sure what happened, but we ended up going into his condo - sitting on his counter and talking. We asked him to go with us to dinner. Yes, all three girls and this random guy who we didn't know. We went to a mexican place. The food there was awful. 

After dinner, we went up to Jack & something (Ok, I totally forgot the name but we had met Jack, one of the owners earlier in the day). Jack remembered us and brought us shots. Shortly thereafter, we went downstairs to Cecilia's to dance. The guy that had stuck around with us from dinner was becoming annoying.  Rach and I totally ditched him at the club - or not, but we ignored him. We danced the night away with a group of 5 guys. They all seemed pretty nice, but we surmised later, that they were probably married (or at least some of them). Cause they didn't ask for numbers or anything.

I act like I'm all outgoing girl - and I am (for the most part) but, when it comes to guys - they still have to ask me for my number. They have to make the first moves. It is what it is.