ROAD TRIP

After a couple weeks of nonstop orientation-ing, we were all looking forward to our long 4th o' July weekend. Most ambassadors were either going home or on some mini vaca. I was being harassed left and right about what my plans were and me being not much of a planner to begin with of course had none. Sooo Greg and I decided to tell people we were going on a road trip (we're big talkers). Lemme back up real quick. Some of you might be a little confused. There's a new Greg in my life. It's a real hassle because before I would refer to my dad as Greg when conversing with my friend population (or blogging for that matter). From now on I reckon I have to start calling my dad...dad (bleh). Well New Greg is a fellow orientation ambassador and this boy is the cheese to my macaroni. Now enough about Greg...back to the real story.

Me and New Greg on the job

So after talking up big plans of a road trip (destination unknown) all week it was finally Friday and everyone scurried off to their respective hot spots while Greg and I stayed in Clemmy. Obvi you can't kick off an epic road trip to who knows where in the late afternoon. So we decided to have din din at 356. After being stuck in orange polos and khakis for what seemed 64 years we may or may not have  been overly dramatic and dressed up a little too much for dinner in downtown Clemson. That was perfectly fine but the fact that we were matching (on accident, promise) was slightly ridiculous. We further embarrassed ourselves when the waiter asked "Have you heard of our dollar vodkas?" and the only response we could manage (after much stuttering and stammering) was "no." Well at least the food was good. 

chips and salsa?

Well Saturday I didn't wake up until 3pm (freshmen take a lot out of you) so there went the trip. We decided to head to Greenville for a late dinner. We wanted to go balls to the wall and try new things. After pacing up and down the streets of downtown Greenville looking at all the choices, we settled on Handi. It's an Indian restaurant and having never had Indian cuisine before I was super pumped. We may or may not have been wearing matching outfits again and we may or may not have been the only ones in the entire restaurant. Anywho they brought us the Indian version of chips and salsa. This like paper thin bread with green salsa-ish stuff. It was delish of course. After reading the novel of a menu for about 8 hours we finally made our meal decisions. We got the Onion Bhajia as an appetizer. It's like onions fried in this sort of spinach batter with this sweet red sauce for dipping. I took one bite. Then I died. It was sooooo gooood! I couldn't wait for my meal of Chicken Bhuna to arrive. I had no idea what to expect. They brought out each of our little dishes with our meat and sauce and then there was a GIANT pile of rice for us to share (nevermind the fact that we needed more). Mine was chicken and mushrooms in this spicy spicy red sauce. It did not disappoint whatsoever. Greg's was in this crazy orangey-yellow sauce. We were both sniffling the whole time and drank approximately 4 gallons of water. 


Post dinner we took a stroll through Falls Park. We stumbled upon this shrine to Furman's original campus so we read up on some Paladin history. We also peeped in all sorts of little art galleries. I had no idea they had so many (I applaud you G-Vegas). As we were going up the steps leaving Falls Park my gracefulness really shone through. I definitely FELL UP the stairs. Thankfully no blood was shed and only my ego was bruised. Well we worked up an appetite for some ice cream (also I needed to eat my feelings to recover fromt he fall) and as fate would have it, there was a Spill The Beans right there. Now I'm sure you're probably getting ready to yell at me for going somewhere that we have in Clemson especially when I'm supposed to be being adventurous. Just calm yourself down because we decided to make all new flavors (therefore balls still on the wall). I got chocolate (duh) yogurt with strawberries and dark chocolate chips. Not gonna lie I was probably more nervous about this new flavor than I was about the Chicken Bhuna. Turns out holy crap I made the best decision of my life with that combo. Perfection! 


I can't really remember much of what I did on July 4th. Who am I kidding? It probably involved sleeping a lot and eating a lot. I do remember that night (in our usual extremely cool ways) we drove around looking for fireworks. We could hear them all around us but failed epically at finding them until we drove back home and boom there they all were. Good joke fireworkers real funny.




....and that was the road trip