When we were in Italy me and a bunch of the girls had what we called "panty parties" where we'd basically sit around in our bras and some shorts (there was no AC anywhere!!!
) and gossip, drink wine, chain smoke, and do silly girly stuff like give each other facials and stuff.
Our last panty part of the trip was on Monday night and while it was kind of sad, I still laughed so hard until I cried because we were reading this one guys journal that he kept on the trip. He is really...different and all his journal talked about was what girls on the trip he wanted to sleep with and how he planned to seduce them. So weird, but definitely entertaining.