Well ladies and gentlemen I have survived my first Hen night out. You may remember from yesterday's post, Autumn in Edinburgh, that I was invited to attend one of my new colleague's Hen nights. Carla is from Ireland, and is getting married to a Scottish guy named Michael in three weeks. In order to make it a wedding they will never forget, the two are flying to New York City to tie the knot! Last night was a opportunity for her friends to come together to celebrate her being single one last time.
From what I have been told about Hens, traditionally the bride will pick a theme and the group will dress with the appropriate clothes to honor her theme. I have seen some really creative themes while pub crawling around the burgh that include: golf, cops and robbers, vickers and tarts (think Bridget Jones Diary), and lady marmalade. Over the summer Carla celebrated a Hen night out in Ireland with all of her childhood friends, and her theme was Grease! I am sorry I missed it because I am sure I could have made a pretty good Rizzo. Some pubs in Edinburgh won't allow Hen groups in, so we decided not to go with a tacky theme and just dress Classy!
We started our "Classy" night off with some homemade mojitos and other fun cocktails to get things going. Carla's friend Allison was out host, and her flat's was one of the most beautifully decorated flats I have ever seen (here or in the States). As you can see from the pictures, it was such a classy apartment!
Eight of Carla's friend showed up for her big night out, along with two of my new favs here in Edinburgh; Nik and his mom Ann. Nik is my spinning instructor and works with me as an assistant warden. He is always up for a good time out! Whenever the two of us get together, dancing somehow makes itself present. Dinner was great, and our hostest with the mostest made a delicious spread that we scarfed down while watching the X Factor show (UK's version of American Idol). Once dinner was finished it was onto truth or dare, hen style. Carla was forced to play and she was presented with a bowl where she had to draw a truth or dare card. If she refused to answer or do what was on the card then she was required to take a shot. Needless to say once the game was finished Carla had her fare share of shots. Before we left for our night out we all had to draw rating cards that we were suppose to use to rate the eligible bachelors we saw at the pub. I drew the card that said "No Chance" on it, which made me laugh. We had our own mini photo shoot before we left, and then took our taxis for a night out on the town.
We made our way to a piano bar called "Fingers" and it was great! Our entire group was able to stand on the stage next to the piano player for most of the night, as the place was so crowded it was hard to move. I have been to a couple piano bars back in the States, and this one did not disappoint! There were times that the pianist had the entire place singing at the top of their lungs! The mix of people was refreshing, and most people at the pub were in their late 20's/ early 30's. A nice mix from the pubs around my flat which typically have old grandpa's drinking pints or young Uni students. I loved it, and will definitely go back to there in the future! The bar didn't close until 4am, but our group had reached our limit around 3am, so it was time to hail a taxi. I ended up getting home around 3:30am, and by that time I was ready to kick my heels off and head to bed. Before falling asleep I checked the scores from ESPN college football to find out that the Hokies had a major victory over Wake and that UVA got slautered by the Tarheels! What a great way to end the night! I think today is going to be a lazy Sunday, so until next time I will see you on the internet!