- Hi! I'm Jenn McAllister and this is the story
of how I ended up sleeping on folding chairs
in a Mexican hospital on my 19th birthday.
So, on my 19th birthday, I went to Cabo with
my two best friends.
The reason I wanted to go to Mexico for
my 19th birthday is because you can drink there
when you're 18.
We were staying at an all inclusive resort
which was kind of amazing because everything
was just already paid for.
So, you can just run wild and take whatever you want.
On my actual birthday, we went out and we had a
really really good time.
There's this place in Cabo that's like
a row of bars, basically.
It's kind of like a club scene.
So we went to this bar called Squid Row.
And that's where we spent our first night
it was really wild.
So, the day after my birthday, I was really hungover.
We still have a few more days of our trip,
so we decide to go out again.
We're just getting tequila shot after tequila shot.
We're at this all inclusive resort again,
so the shots are free.
I decided that night I didn't really want to get that drunk
because I'm, you know, just trying to survive.
So, I definitely wasn't taking as many shots as them.
I think the first sign that the night was, you know,
going to be interesting, is there was another girl
at the bar who was legitimately out of her mind.
She was just going wild. It was like classic drunk girl.
She was screaming, she was talking to us and making jokes
and at one point she took her top off for the bartenders.
They were having a good time with that.
It was out of control, and we were all just
looking at each other like
It is 8:00 p.m.
So we decided we're gonna back where we went
the previous night and you know,
turn up at Squid Row.
So, we order a taxi and as we're walking to the car,
my friend trips over a trashcan.
I'm like,
Okay, here we go.
We get in the cab and my one friend is just getting
more and more drunk.
He's slurring his words, he's not really
able to make eye contact,
it just wasn't a good sign.
So, by the time we get to the club,
he's somehow even more drunk.
So at the first club, there's a $15 cover at the door.
Like, maybe two other people are in the entire place.
There was no one, it was empty.
And then there's us.
Three tourists, two of which are incredibly drunk.
Instead of taking a breather, my two friends
just run straight to the dance floor
and just are going crazy.
They're like, just dancing out of control,
twerking just being too much.
And then, one of the bouncers comes over
and asks us to leave.
At first I'm like, why?
'Cause we're the only people who paid
to get in there.
But then, I look at my two friends
who are basically laying on the ground
at this point and I understand.
So, I grabbed my friends, and we go outside.
And my most drunk friend is suddenly
super mad that we had to leave.
I lose sight of him for one second
and when I find him again he's arguing
with the bouncer to get our $15 back.
I'm trying to diffuse the entire situation.
I'm like, just, let's go, who cares about the money,
and then I look over and notice that
there just so happens to be two police officers
watching this whole thing go down.
So, they come over and start to put my friend in handcuffs.
I'm losing my mind, we're in Mexico.
My friend can't go to jail here.
We're 19 years olds like, what even happens
if he goes to jail?
On top of that, the police officers
don't really speak English
and I don't really speak Spanish.
So I guess the cops felt bad for these Americans
and they took the handcuffs off my friend
and they just told me to take him straight home.
So I grabbed my friends and I put them all
in the first cab that I see and we go back to the resort.
When we're in the taxi, things are starting to
take a really serious turn.
This is when my friend is clearly
getting way too dangerously drunk.
He has a trashcan on his lap at this point,
like in the back of the taxi.
So we get back to the hotel and it's getting worse.
He's basically like drooling and foaming at the mouth,
and I make the decision that we
have to go to the hospital at this point.
Once the hotel staff realized what was going on,
a cab was kind of out of the question.
They just called us an ambulance.
So, we get there they have to put him like,
in a wheelchair to get him into the hospital.
We walk in behind him.
It's like the smallest hospital I've ever seen in my life.
They take my one friend into a room to start
doing doctor stuff and then my other friend
goes to the bathroom.
I'm pretty much left alone to kind of deal
with the whole situation.
Eventually, I found out that my friend who went
to the bathroom was just passed out on the floor.
So I'm in the waiting room,
just like, how did this night get so out of hand?
Then the people at the front desk call me over
and they're trying to tell me how much
this whole ordeal costs.
I thought they were originally telling me
the cost was $150.
Finally, they take a piece of paper out
and write 150 and then they write 1500,
and they cross out the top one,
and circle the bottom one, $1500.
No (bleep) way, no way.
So I take out my credit card and I pay for it,
'cause we really don't have any other options.
They tell me that they have to keep my friend overnight
and meanwhile my other friend is still
in a bathroom passed out.
The next morning, which felt like maybe 30 minutes later,
I woke up to the sound of roosters screaming.
And here I am just laying across folding chairs
in a hospital in Mexico.
So, happy birthday to me.
When my friend finally woke up, he was super confused.
He didn't remember anything.
And we all kinda just were laughing,
because we could not believe that this is
where our night ended up.
So, we gather our stuff, we go back to the hotel.
On our last night in Mexico, we went out again.
Because I guess we don't learn any lessons.
So, I guess the moral of the story is
maybe don't get super drunk in a foreign country
and end up in a hospital.
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