I had a BLAST at my bachelor party in NYC this weekend. We rented an apartment on Air BnB. Two of my groomsmen and another friend (my best man's brother) were there the whole time, another groomsman came for Saturday only, and another wasn't able to attend.
We visited about 20 bars, saw Pippin on Broadway from the front row and hung out backstage with our friend who was playing Pippin, ate tons of yummy, fatty food, walked the NYC Highline, got Martini's and Manicures (why not?) and had tons of laughs.
We have a silly joke that my best man printed on the back of shirts he designed for the weekend. On a vacation last year, my best man heard someone yell "What's next?" and thought they said "BUTT SEX"... We got lots of hilarious attention for that.
Pic #1- Brunch with the whole gang!
Pic #2- A street selfie, taken by my groomsman, Rob.
Pic #3- My t-shirt, made by my best man.
