It’s been quite awhile since I’ve been alone in my house. I woke up this morning and it was eerily quiet. My mom’s been here since end of May and my brother came to visit me for the past week. I originally have a 3-4 page draft of what we did, but I figured I’d just talk about the highlights.
This trip has been a great bonding experience between my brother and I. Ever since I went to college, I’m sad to say we haven’t really spoken much to each other. There would be the customary calling each other during holidays and birthdays and whenever he had computer problems, I’d be there to help him. I guess my brother and I didn’t really have that much in common. On the other hand, I have a better relationship with my sister as we shared common interests.
I took 2 days off work and we went up to Vancouver and Whistler. You can see our photos on Facebook: Vancouver and Whistler 2010. We also went to see Cirque du Soleil and I took them out to several of my favorite restaurants.
Despite our mom being around, my brother and I actually had quite a bit of alone time to chat. One of the things we talked a lot about was relationships and girls. For some reason, I always found this topic hard to talk with people, especially with family, but my brother made it sound like everyday conversation. It was also a bit weird to be taking relationship advice from my younger brother, but he’s definitely had more experience than me. I think we finally found a common interest/topic we share.
On his last night here, we went out clubbing. It was a crazy night alright and I have a 1cm cut on my forehead to prove it. It’s also actually my first time going clubbing in Seattle. I guess my friends up here aren’t really into clubbing.
As with going out drinking with my brother, if you aren’t careful, you’ll get hammered fast. Fortunately for me, I’m starting to understand where my limit is, though I’m still surprised at how much alcohol I can take in and not get wasted. Within the hour, I had:
- Long Island Ice Tea
- Shot of Pitron Silver
- Whiskey Sour
- Shot of something that tasted like mint chocolate
- Midori Sour
My brother also wanted to get me an Adios Motherfucker, but I had decided that was it for me that night. I was preoccupied most of the night looking after someone, but my brother was able to enjoy himself, which is really why we went clubbing. Unfortunately what happened after clubbing is sort of like what happens in Vegas, it remains in Vegas. I can tell you that he had a flight to catch at 5:30am and we didn’t get to leave Seattle until 4:40am. We arrived at the airport at 5am and he actually made his flight.
When I woke up this morning, the fact I was now alone in my house became apparent and feelings of loneliness started to creep in. I tried to sleep it off, but that didn’t really help. I ended up watching episodes of How I Met Your Mother and I think I’m feeling better now. Speaking of How I Met Your Mother, it’s interesting how similar my brother is like Barney. Me being Ted, my brother can be an awesome wingman.