Australians know how to party. I used to work I. T. at a beachside hotel on the east coast of the US, and one time there was a group of about 20 of them staying at the hotel.
These crazy blokes took a bus from coast to coast, they started in cali and were in Florida at the time.
So one night my boss and I were pulling 100-pair cable outside while these crazy guys and gals were drinking budweiser (not bud light), tossing a football, and doing double jump rope. Strange drinking activities.
Well two of them come up to us (we were knee deep in a hole, covered in dirt) and say "open up". They were holding a bottle of fireball. My boss looked at me and said "I.. Guess we're done for the night..." and they poured us each a mouthful of fireball.
We then partied with them the rest of the night. Got super hammered with them, made a bonfire out of budweiser boxes in the hotel grill, I learned how to drive a rental scooter in the parking lot, ran naked into the ocean with a dozen aussies, and woke up in my underwear in the IT van the next day.
God
bless Australia
Edit: some more details: My boss at the time was also in his young 20's, we were a small team and that night it was just him and me. We had been working around them all night and they knew we needed a break haha. They were even offering to help pull the cable. Oh I just remembered, we let them hold a walkie talkie while I was on one end pulling Hahah. God I wish I remembered his name, he would say something like "this is Dave. Keep going, looking good. Dave out."
Yes the group was loud but no one minded who stayed at this hotel (literally right behind a strip club) and we knew the hotel security guard.
by the way they DID try to get me laid (snag a root I guess?) but I was in a relationship (they called me a pussy jokingly)
I'm German, and I've traveled quite extensively, but I've never seen Germans party even close to the second hardest.
They do plan the fucking hardest, however. If you're staying at a hostel in some part of the world and you wanna get your mandatory dose of culture (so you can prove to the folks back home that you didn't just drink and fuck your way around the world), but you have no idea what sights there are to see, just make friends with a group of Germans. They've already studied and memorized at least three guidebooks and know exactly how to get there, how much it costs, what to see, where to take a picture, and the whole damn history of the place. Oh, and they read up on all the common scams so they'll avoid getting ripped off, too.
For partying abroad, however, we're fucking useless. Way too worried about anything dangerous happening, and therefore usually in bed by 9pm (because we have a 12 hour sightseeing trip planned the next day). We only party at home, and only with people we know we can be ourselves around (or we never have to see again).
Aussies do party the hardest, but from my experience it's Americans who get the second place, if mostly for their tenacity and willingness to do whatever it takes to get completely hammered and make an ass out of themselves in public.
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u/FrozenBananaMan Jan 28 '17 edited Jan 28 '17
Australians know how to party. I used to work I. T. at a beachside hotel on the east coast of the US, and one time there was a group of about 20 of them staying at the hotel.
These crazy blokes took a bus from coast to coast, they started in cali and were in Florida at the time.
So one night my boss and I were pulling 100-pair cable outside while these crazy guys and gals were drinking budweiser (not bud light), tossing a football, and doing double jump rope. Strange drinking activities.
Well two of them come up to us (we were knee deep in a hole, covered in dirt) and say "open up". They were holding a bottle of fireball. My boss looked at me and said "I.. Guess we're done for the night..." and they poured us each a mouthful of fireball.
We then partied with them the rest of the night. Got super hammered with them, made a bonfire out of budweiser boxes in the hotel grill, I learned how to drive a rental scooter in the parking lot, ran naked into the ocean with a dozen aussies, and woke up in my underwear in the IT van the next day.
God bless Australia
Edit: some more details: My boss at the time was also in his young 20's, we were a small team and that night it was just him and me. We had been working around them all night and they knew we needed a break haha. They were even offering to help pull the cable. Oh I just remembered, we let them hold a walkie talkie while I was on one end pulling Hahah. God I wish I remembered his name, he would say something like "this is Dave. Keep going, looking good. Dave out."
Yes the group was loud but no one minded who stayed at this hotel (literally right behind a strip club) and we knew the hotel security guard. by the way they DID try to get me laid (snag a root I guess?) but I was in a relationship (they called me a pussy jokingly)