The seventh member of the group arrived while we were having coffee in the hotel room before breakfast.
I finally got a photo of the view from our room.
We wandered off to the convenience store to get things to have happy hour in our room. As we were walking, the eighth member of our group appeared by taxi and waved to us.
The Pacquiao vs Broner fight was at our hotel. When we made the reservations months ago, the fight hadn’t been scheduled yet, so it was just bad timing. So, we decided that we’d have to get far away from the hotel during the event. It started at 9 pm, so the crowds were anticipated at around 3. We made dinner reservations at a different hotel. We chose a Brazilian steakhouse in the Paris. It was just Eh.
We headed off to see dueling pianos since we were already in the Paris. I have a few clips, but nothing full length. It was fun, but my friend found a better place with a live band just a little ways down the hallway.
Fireball and Jagermeister shots. Female band
Six drunk adults getting into a Lyft after bar hopping was hysterical. We aren’t as young as we used to be, but we managed to get back to our hotel.
We found out that housekeeping hadn’t gotten to our room since my roommate had slept a lot of the day. Not a big deal, they’ll get to it tomorrow.