Beer & Whisky festival

On Thursday we went to the beer and whisky festival in Stockholm. Hopefully a once in a lifetime experience, for me at least.
It started out fun and ended in tears... Long story, and now when I think back I laugh about almost everything.

To start from the beginng. Me and Shaun where out for a beer (several in Shauns case) on Wednesday night. So Thursday morning Shaun wasn't the happiest person in the morning. All thou it changed as soon as we got to O'connors to meet up with the rest of the gang o have some breakfast.
Also worth mentioning is that Gabbe and Shaun have a slapbet about that Shaun is gonna get really drunk and we are gonna have a fight and break up. Shaun lost. And here is the story about how Shaun lost.

Normaly we actully do fight almost everytime Shaun gets to drunk. It's just something stupid we do, so thats why Gabbe made the slappbet. And I thought it was a bit funny, so I kind of got in on it. I had nothing to lose on that :) Everyone else who was going also joined in.

Right from the start the mission for everyone (not me) was to get so drunk as possible, fast. And it almost seemd like that first beer at oc did it for him 'cause on Stockholm centralstation when heading for the taxi he walk right into a declining railing. It was quite funny.

Arriving to the festival we started out by sticking together and testing beer and whisky. When we reached the Brewdog place Shaun went out for a smoke. It took me almost one hour until I found him, happily drunk and almost bouncing. Were cute!
Went around the place with him for while, having a goodtime. Then we met up with rest of the group, so I ended up going around the place with Claire for an hour or so. When Shaun found me he was really drunk and unstabile. So I challenged him to walk straight, he failed.
Gabbe was right there with us, so he asked me to break up with him just for a few seconds. And I thought, yeah why not. It's just a slappbet and he kind of almost deserves it, keep on disapering like he did.

And thats how Shaun lost his slappbet. How I ended up crying is not that long of a story, but kind of funny thinking back on it. After loosing the bet Shaun decided, understandably, to go with Gabbe. After a while he was back hungry and very very drunk. So of to the nachoplace to get him a tortilla. For some reason I missed there was a pizzaplace where the others were going. So we had to sit on a big bench in the hallway and eat. Sadly it didn't go well, I had to help Shaun it. And when I told Shaun that I thought it was really embarissing, he got upset refused to take another bit and blew at the fork so food went all over the floor. And thats when I realised that Shaun was gone and in his body it now lived a one year old. I just took my stuf and went in to the pizzaplace and joined the others.
It took me a couple of minutes and then I suddenly realised, FUCK, it's was securitygards in the hallway. And I left Shaun on his own. If he gets thrown out he has nothing. Not even his jacket. So I went back out and just choose o observe him while he was eating, and that was when I started to cry. Because at thaat point it wasn't fun anymore, nothing was. I felt emberassed. but mostly I felt sorry for Shaun, it felt like it was my fault that he got drunk. And thats why I started to cry. And as soon as he finished eating, sure enough, the gards came up and told him it was time to go. So we went home.

If we go next year I just hope its gonna end better. But most of the time I had fun, and so did Shaun. And thank God that the beer and whiskyfestival only happens once a year!

And if the story didn't clarify it, me and Shaun is stil together and will always be, thats something a stupid slappbet can't change! :)