Night Out Receipts
Ok, I think I officially love hens parties now.
A truly quintessential girl’s night out!
It’s my first time in Melbourne in six years and this is my third night out. My stomach, liver and wallet are on the edge.
It’s been two months since I moved to Melbourne from London. I have some thoughts on its nightlife.
Yes, I stole drinks. I'm a bad person.
That’s got to be the cheapest night out in Sydney I – or literally anyone – have ever had.
I'll make all my money back if I follow through with this Marketplace foot rub.
I know by 5pm this is going to be an expensive night.
Considering all we did was hop from place to place getting pissed, it could have been far worse.
Who knew such a standard Sunday night out in Melbourne could cost this much money and dignity.
Even with all the free drugs I still spent $160.
I don’t often get blackout drunk, I promise.