Saturday, March 29, 2003
Quoc 1:31 AM
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Wednesday, March 26, 2003
Insanely Big
While waiting in the Airport Terminal before all of the delays were being announced, I thought that the ratio of girls to guys would be very favorable based on the sample of the girls that were waiting with us in the terminal. Good things come to an end of course as the plane we were on was deemed incapable of flying and Ryan Air let off all of the passengers that had boarded the plane in New York City. We watch the people come out and its a bunch of guidos who all look like they are on steroids. These mother fuckers were huge. It seemed like every guy that walked off the plane was some sort of athlete. Speaking of which, it was 75% guys getting off the plane which threw the whole ratio equilibrium off.
Scouting
I think that while waiting for the airplane to get fixed everyone was talking to each other and socializing. I think it wasn't to be nice. It was more of getting a feel for the hook up potentials while in Cancun. You all know the game. Find someone you have an eye for in the airport and strike a quick conversation to get your name out. Later on in Cancun when you see the person again, you use that as your in for dancing/conversation and before you know it everyone is drunk and the hook ups happen at a snap of a finger. My opinion at this point: Westchester girls.
While waiting in the Airport Terminal before all of the delays were being announced, I thought that the ratio of girls to guys would be very favorable based on the sample of the girls that were waiting with us in the terminal. Good things come to an end of course as the plane we were on was deemed incapable of flying and Ryan Air let off all of the passengers that had boarded the plane in New York City. We watch the people come out and its a bunch of guidos who all look like they are on steroids. These mother fuckers were huge. It seemed like every guy that walked off the plane was some sort of athlete. Speaking of which, it was 75% guys getting off the plane which threw the whole ratio equilibrium off.
Scouting
I think that while waiting for the airplane to get fixed everyone was talking to each other and socializing. I think it wasn't to be nice. It was more of getting a feel for the hook up potentials while in Cancun. You all know the game. Find someone you have an eye for in the airport and strike a quick conversation to get your name out. Later on in Cancun when you see the person again, you use that as your in for dancing/conversation and before you know it everyone is drunk and the hook ups happen at a snap of a finger. My opinion at this point: Westchester girls.
Quoc 10:46 PM
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Monday, March 24, 2003
Cancun 2003
The 16 Betas at Villanova (and 2 guests) decided to go to Cancun, Mexico for Spring Break 2003. This journal is here to rehash the craziness (from my point of view) for memory's sake. Of course some of the stuff that happened in Cancun stays in Cancun, so this is the PG-13 description of some of the things that happened.
Are We There Yet?
Student Express booked our trip so that we wouldn't leave until Sunday morning. We rolled up to the airport at around 8:30am and waited in the check in line. We found out we were on "Ryan Airlines" Ryan Airlines = Bootleg Airlines The sign for their check in spot was cardboard while every other airline had fancy digital screens displaying their company. When we got our tickets and luggage check, it was on a piece of paper that had hand wrote the location of our seats. Again, very bootleg. We got to our terminal and hung out. After about 30 minutes we were notified that our flight was delayed. After another hour, they told us it was delayed again so we were like "Fuck it" and headed over to the Airport Bar. Airport bars are fucking expensive. $5 for a cup of Bud Light. Our flight kept on getting delayed so some of the guys kept on drinking. At one point, Ryan Air decided to empty out our airplane and all of the New York peeps on our flight were sent into our terminal to wait while they fixed our plane. By now, the airport was like one big college party. Everyone was drinking, stereos were playing, and strangers were mingling and telling stories to each other.
Sean and Raff had quite a bit to drink by now and they noticed they had enough cups to play beer pong. They put two dinner tables together by the bar, set up the cups and asked who wanted to play. Everyone started signing up to play beer pong in the airport. Problem: No ping pong balls. Solved: They took foil from the sandwiches and rolled it into a ball. Sean and Raff won two games before losing.
At about 3pm cops are now going around the airport kicking kids w/ beers out of the bars. Jarrett tells one of them to calm down and the cop replies, "I'll Fuck You Up!!!" Wow. I like how all the people in this airport waiting for this fucking plane to get fixed are our age. Its fun watching people screaming and harrassing the Ryan Airlines people while turning around and having fun w/ their friends. Spring Break is all about the people you're with.
Its about 6pm and we aren't on our way to Cancun yet. Ryan Airlines realizes that its not good to have hundreds of rowdy drunk college kids sitting around complaining about why they aren't being rowdy and drunk in Cancun yet. Ryan gives us meal vouchers and when we pick them up, we look at them and realize they are photocopies of the originals worth $15 dollars each. Biele and I decide to go to the airport copy center and make copies of these copied meal vouchers. I think we had $300 worth of vouchers by the time we were done. We ate like kings. We were ordering cases of bottled water, whole pizzas, ice cream sundaes. . .God damn we abused the system.
12:30am
"You are gay" -Sean Morrow
1am: Finally on a plane to Mexico. So it was a 13 hour or so layover but we're finally gonna make it to Mexico. I should be drunk and hooking up w/ some random girl right now, but I'm on a giant plane (the biggest one i've ever been on) that has broken air conditioning so its mad hot. At least i'm sitting next to hot West Chester girls. I guess life is all about trade offs. Mexico here I come.
The 16 Betas at Villanova (and 2 guests) decided to go to Cancun, Mexico for Spring Break 2003. This journal is here to rehash the craziness (from my point of view) for memory's sake. Of course some of the stuff that happened in Cancun stays in Cancun, so this is the PG-13 description of some of the things that happened.
Are We There Yet?
Student Express booked our trip so that we wouldn't leave until Sunday morning. We rolled up to the airport at around 8:30am and waited in the check in line. We found out we were on "Ryan Airlines" Ryan Airlines = Bootleg Airlines The sign for their check in spot was cardboard while every other airline had fancy digital screens displaying their company. When we got our tickets and luggage check, it was on a piece of paper that had hand wrote the location of our seats. Again, very bootleg. We got to our terminal and hung out. After about 30 minutes we were notified that our flight was delayed. After another hour, they told us it was delayed again so we were like "Fuck it" and headed over to the Airport Bar. Airport bars are fucking expensive. $5 for a cup of Bud Light. Our flight kept on getting delayed so some of the guys kept on drinking. At one point, Ryan Air decided to empty out our airplane and all of the New York peeps on our flight were sent into our terminal to wait while they fixed our plane. By now, the airport was like one big college party. Everyone was drinking, stereos were playing, and strangers were mingling and telling stories to each other.
Sean and Raff had quite a bit to drink by now and they noticed they had enough cups to play beer pong. They put two dinner tables together by the bar, set up the cups and asked who wanted to play. Everyone started signing up to play beer pong in the airport. Problem: No ping pong balls. Solved: They took foil from the sandwiches and rolled it into a ball. Sean and Raff won two games before losing.
At about 3pm cops are now going around the airport kicking kids w/ beers out of the bars. Jarrett tells one of them to calm down and the cop replies, "I'll Fuck You Up!!!" Wow. I like how all the people in this airport waiting for this fucking plane to get fixed are our age. Its fun watching people screaming and harrassing the Ryan Airlines people while turning around and having fun w/ their friends. Spring Break is all about the people you're with.
Its about 6pm and we aren't on our way to Cancun yet. Ryan Airlines realizes that its not good to have hundreds of rowdy drunk college kids sitting around complaining about why they aren't being rowdy and drunk in Cancun yet. Ryan gives us meal vouchers and when we pick them up, we look at them and realize they are photocopies of the originals worth $15 dollars each. Biele and I decide to go to the airport copy center and make copies of these copied meal vouchers. I think we had $300 worth of vouchers by the time we were done. We ate like kings. We were ordering cases of bottled water, whole pizzas, ice cream sundaes. . .God damn we abused the system.
12:30am
"You are gay" -Sean Morrow
1am: Finally on a plane to Mexico. So it was a 13 hour or so layover but we're finally gonna make it to Mexico. I should be drunk and hooking up w/ some random girl right now, but I'm on a giant plane (the biggest one i've ever been on) that has broken air conditioning so its mad hot. At least i'm sitting next to hot West Chester girls. I guess life is all about trade offs. Mexico here I come.
Quoc 7:45 PM
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