In San Diego after 7 ready to party with the frat boys from San Diego state university for our first night we would cross the border for a taste of Tijuana. We had been told that these guys were considered to be the biggest party animals in the states but after meeting them it was obvious that there lives revolved around drinking partying and getting laid as much as possible. After meeting everyone in the sigma pi household we ventured down the street to the sorority household. 40 girls lived in this house and they were all getting ready to go out for Friday night and weren’t keen to be caught on camera without there make up, but plenty came down stairs to meet us and we found out that several would be accompanying us to Tj. After leaving a puddle of drool on the floor we let them get ready and waited back at the house. A few girls and a few guys jumped on the bus and everyone else traveled in convoy to the Mexico border. Getting into Mexico was not a problem, just a matter of walking through a couple of turnstiles and arriving in a taxi rank on the other side. We chatted along the way and got to know the girls and guys (more importantly the girls!!) After a little organising everyone got into taxis and on the way to the strip were all the clubs were found. It was ten pound to get in and all the drink was free, you just had to tip the barmen, which meant they served as quickly as possible. We soon managed to get hammered and soon began to experience how they all live. Immediately I noticed how laid back they all were and if you wanted to dance or mess around with a girl you or she just did it, I don’t think they had even heard the popular English tradition of prick teasing the girls were on the pull just as much as we were if not more. This made the whole night more relaxed with everyone in the belief that a good night out entailed drinking, dancing and pulling. A girl called Hilary had caught my eye earlier back at the house and after missing out on a dance when I had asked her earlier because I had my hands full of drinks. After a bit of everyone dancing with everyone, I met up with her again, this time with my hands free. We both made it clear we were interested, though nothing happened. I think she had a guy she had issues with in the club so was a bit reluctant. We all carried on dancing some more and I ended up with a girl from another sorority. This one was a little more forward and we ended up having a cheeky kiss. At about one, we decided to head back to San Diego. On the way back I managed to get back with Hilary after she had finished chatting to the other lad. This was not very well thought out on my part as the two girls I had been with had a bit of a slagging session. We got back to the house and the party continued. Numbers fell fast. We stayed and drank though and got to know some of the guys that don’t seem to sleep then went back to get some sleep ourselves.
The next day everyone was keen to get back and party some more so we ate and headed back to the house where we started drinking straight away and a convoy of trucks took us to the tail gate party. A massive party, that took place in a car park at the local football stadium. Everyone would turn up two hours early with a lame intent to actually go and watch the match. They would just get pissed and party in the car park as the game went on. I began with a few beers, which I don’t usually drink so it was a good start to getting pissed. After a Two can beer bong I spent the next few hours drinking 1.5 litres of mudslide. The girls arrived just before the match, Joel, Boppa, Chantal and Bex went into see an American football game and I arranged to meet Hilary later but tried not to sound to keen. We waited for the guys then headed back to the house with the intention of going on to another house party but it ended up being a bigger night at that house so we stayed there and drank until around 5am. Managed to talk to Hilary a few times but made no progress after she passed out in the back room after plenty of shots. So Boppa and I had a big smoke on the bong.
The next day we convoyed again down to the beach for a beach barbeque and a swim in the sea. It had been a long time since we had been at the coast. We had one on one interviews to the camera, which took a long time then we headed back to the guys house where they were having a fraternity meeting. After the meeting we were called in and made honorary Frat boys of Sigma Pi. Feeling quite privileged to be invited into what is said to be the coolest Fraternity in the States. The cameras were turned of and a little ceremony took place and we were taught the secret handshake. Before leaving we thought it would be rude not to go say goodbye and thank the girls so we shot down there said our goodbyes to everyone and got on the bus again. San Diego was another place we were all quite sad to leave as we got on so well with everyone we met.
More 80 Raves
“Around the world in 80 Raves” Chapter One – The proposal
“Around the world in 80 Raves” Chapter Two – Ready for the off!
“Around the world in 80 Raves” Chapter Three – Miami
“Around the world in 80 Raves” Chapter Four – Daytona Beach
“Around the world in 80 Raves” Chapter Five – Myrtle Beach
“Around the world in 80 Raves” Chapter Six – Atlanta
“Around the world in 80 Raves” Chapter Seven – Woodstock
“Around the world in 80 Raves” Chapter Eight – New York
“Around the world in 80 Raves” Chapter Nine – Niagra
“Around the world in 80 Raves” Chapter Ten – Detroit
“Around the world in 80 Raves” Chapter Eleven – Sandusky
“Around the World in 80 Raves” – Chapter Twelve – Rose Lawn, Wisconsin
“Around the World in 80 Raves” – Chapter Thirteen – Chicago
“Around the World in 80 Raves” – Chapter Fourteen – Nashville
“Around the World in 80 Raves” – Chapter Fifteen – Memphis
“Around the World in 80 Raves” – Chapter Sixteen – Oklahoma
“Around the World in 80 Raves” – Chapter Seventeen – Albuquerque