Beer tent

You know the saying that there’s two things certain in life: death and taxes.

I actually prefer to say there’s three things certain in life: death, taxes, and if you go out drinking with Batbold and Craig you know that at some point, something, err, unexpected will happen.

On this particular night, we ended up in a massive beer tent with at least 500 Mongolians cheering on the opening of the EU soccer tournament thingy. I don’t even like soccer! But apparently Mongolians love it.

Just four friends, hanging out, having a beer - not so strange, right?

You could only buy beers that were bigger than my head...

... and they required two hands to drink them.

There was a very important looking journalist there...

... who was interviewing a very important looking man... oh yeah, that's the Mongolian Prime Minister.

Craig suddenly turned into a pro soccer player...

... me and Batbold, not so much.

To be fair, there’s been stranger nights out with these two guys. But walking into a beer tent with over 500 Mongolians, cheerleaders, rock bands, pop idols and the Mongolian Prime Minister and his entourage (including burly security guys)… it’s a little up there.

2 thoughts on “Beer tent

  1. But you ARE a soccer fan when it comes to the big tournaments, when it really counts….! I was going to go to Park Road to cheer on the Dutchies last Thursday. But when they were 0-2 behind against the Germans at half time (that’s when my alarm clock went off), I decided to go back to sleep….

  2. I think “bigger than Shannon’s head” is a standard size in beer mugs. If it’s not, it should be.

    Also, I like that you’re able to kick a soccer ball with such finesse while apparently having a dislocated head.

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