Bar Hopping

Feeling a bit rough today... Two cute girls came up to me on the stairs at the hostal and asked me if I wanted to go on a bar-hopping tour of Auckland that nite for about $40 so predictably enough, I said yes 'of course'. What else could I say? There is only one answer you can give in times like that - I reminded myself that I'm a guy and its ok to think with my second brain.

Iotta (top right) from NYC and Iffa from Dublin had only been around New Zealand for about a month and this was their second bar-hopping nite in Auckland.. Met some cool people there. Including two argentinians: Alenjandro and a guy that reminds me of my cousin Xabi (left), Leon - a crazy brazilian guy from Rio, two cute german chicks and for some reason, lots and lots of Danish girls. There was a big purple bus and lots of drunk travellers getting carried from bar to bar.. All in all, it was a good evening.. The kind of thing I normally avoid when I go travelling somewhere because it seems like fabricated entertainment for the city backpacker, but for some reason made sense to do it on my first evening in Auckland when I didn't know a single person.