Rachel turned in her thesis on Friday, so we decided it was time to seriously plan for completing all the items on our bucket list. Here's a photo:
Conveniently, one of the fraternities, Tau Kappa Epsilon was hosting their annual "Earth" party this weekend. If there is any good time for us to go to a frat party, this was it! Now, Rachel, Marisa, and myself have all done an excellent job of avoiding most things Greek-life at Whitman, including all fraternity and sorority functions and parties. However, going to a frat party ended up on the list, because we figured it was something we at least needed to see for ourselves.
So as the hours approached, our housemate Laura (a frat party regular), talked us through what to expect, what things would look like, protocol, etc. Laura loves being the mother hen, but her explanations can sometimes get comically exaggerated. This party is particularly interesting because they bring a layer of sod into the basement and hang vines (not sure if they are real or not) from the ceilings and walls. (Earth.)
We didn't really want to go to the party alone, so we planned to meet Laura there, and she would show us how to get into the basement (where the party was). We met Laura and a group of her friends by the bonfire around back. Comically, almost everything Laura told us to prepare for ended up not being true. They routed us through the back entrance, which was contrary to Laura's explanation, there was no large pile of shoes or bouncer telling us to take our shoes off, and we didn't see any group of crying girls. What we did find in the basement was a lot of people, loud music, low ceilings, stuffy air, and a faint smell of grass. Needless to say, we did not last long! But we were able to take a selfie before running away.

We later calculated, that from the time we stepped onto TKE property, until the time we stepped off their property was just about ten minutes. Let me tell you folks, that was plenty. Honestly, the whole experience was a bit underwhelming and very reminiscent of a high school dance. Once was definitely enough!
As a reward for completing this daunting task on the list, we took ourselves out to Shari's for late-night milkshakes. (Something Marisa and I have both done over many years of cast parties--we figured Rachel needed this Northwest experience.)
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| Rachel and Marisa with their pie-shakes. |
All-in-all, it was a very productive evening.