Last night my house threw a ridiculously giant party. We'd been working on it for weeks. Erik had a dorky spreadsheet that he passed around with various amounts of beer bottles in various brands and various sizes and costs, as well as options for entertainment and catering. I was even nominated to create the "flyer" that was sent out electronically to our entire Rwanda-based email list. We picked the theme Greece/Grease, and said people could do whatever they wanted with the theme, as long as they had a story or explanation.
A lot of people came in Togas - I guess that was the easy option, and by far the most do-able here in Rwanda - but we did have a "grease monkey" (mechanic) a bunch of 50s-esque outfits from the musical Grease, a few greek gods, and even a greek flag or two. I was hoping someone would show up as an olive or Ouza or something, but I suppose that's asking a little much.
Erik showed up in a toga outfit he'd acquired in London last week. Hannah and I went to the Novotel to get our hair done and showed up as Sandra Dee and Medusa respectively. Neither the DJ nor the Brochette maker showed up as anything in particular, but then again, we paid them to show up.
Hannah's greatest artwork to date was displayed proudly on my arms and ankles. Thanks Hannah!
Probably the most interesting aspect of the party was the fact that between the four of us, we only knew about 20% of the people that showed up to the party. Who knows how the word spread so widely, but my goodness did a lot of people show up for some free booze and some music. No matter... we all had fun.
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