The Megs ride out hurricane Matthew from the Swan / Dolphin Hotel is Disney World.
Nero the pug sneaks into the background at Pebble Beach
Finding ourselves way funnier than we should per usual.
Finding ourselves way funnier than we should per usual.
Norf Norf [Clean] – Vince Staples
The Megs travel with their friend Trey Small to Shenandoah VA in the name of charity.
The Megs traveled with our good friend Trey Small to Shenandoah VA in 2017 to promote his charity and get into some classic shenanigans. Trey Small is the founder of the non-profit organization Postcard Connect. This is one epic Charity that we love and that you should most definitely check out. Here are just a few highlights of the trip we put together in a fun video.
Long live the Megs and long live Trey Small!
The Megs celebrate the Eagles victory!
Some of our favorite pictures from Killington 2017
So what’s the next adventure lined up for the Megs? Our triumphant return to Killington ski resort in Vermont!
As the countdown winds down to just a few weeks away, the long awaited trip is finally in sight. We can’t wait to share this year’s shenanigans, but until then here are some of our favorite pictures from last year’s trip!
Of course we had to get some postcards signed for the amazing charity Postcard Connect. Our good friend Trey Small founded this non-profit organization that we love to be involved with. We’ll dedicate a post shortly, but for now check out the website for more info! https://postcardconnect.org/
We only did it for free beer.
It was a normal, shenanigan filled Meg night in Newark when my short friend introduced the idea of running a half marathon. I had already said no prior to this, but now a few drinks in and vulnerable, I caved. So there I sat, at the corner of the bar, registering to run 13.1 miles.
Ironically enough, we were all set to run the Yuengling Shamrock half marathon in Virginia Beach with a few friends. Having never run a half marathon before or a distance even close to that, we weren’t sure how to train for such a long run. So we didn’t do much of it. Our longest distance prior to the race was 9 miles in a single session and included our usual celebratory post run drink. I mean if you’re going to drink after the event on race day, better make every training day count. So in the end, we essentially just winged it.
Conditions for race day were ideal for not running a half marathon. With temperatures in the 30’s and sleet/freezing rain, it was nothing but miserable in terms of weather conditions. Despite the motivation to run being minimal, we did it. It was painful, freezing, miserable, and the definition of Meg luck, but we did it.
Thanks to our friends who convinced us to do it. Thanks to Yuengling for such a fun, well organized atmosphere. Oh and damn it Keely!
A single arcade-style claw machine sits in the back of the Starboard Restaurant in Dewey, Delaware. For every 50¢ donated to the Fun Zone machine gods, you’re given a 20 second opportunity to be an avian hero and liberate one of its helpless, caged prisoners. It’s easy to get lost in the moments of sheer adrenaline and continue to throw money into these emotional victories. Add a little breakfast booze into the mix and suddenly your group has put in somewhere close to $50, or maybe a little more.
Proving her reputation of perfection right yet again, Tall Meg found another talent of hers buried in the machine. Collecting a total of somewhere around 27 ducks, the joy of winning was even further enhanced by our new small friend. A little kid and his family having breakfast right next to the machine ended up leaving with 19 more rubber ducks than they arrived with.
Cheers to our hilarious friends for the fun times and cheers to the rich genius that installed this thing.
2017 has been one hell of a year for the Megs. We’ve been carrying a camera everywhere we go for the past few months and have been loving every minute of it. Long live the megs.
We arrived in Dublin and after a delay getting to our gate, the ground crew not being prepared, waiting 30 minutes for the checked luggage to start circulating, and finding the right info desk to pick up our travel passes, we finally got to our hostel in City Centre about 2 hours after we landed. We dropped off our luggage in their baggage closet and hit the town.
Come 3:30, we stopped back to check into our room and settle in. It’s Small Meg’s first time leaving the country, but I’ve traveled a lot and I’ve actually stayed at this hostel before. Let me tell you…a lot can change in 4 years. We walked into our room and I couldn’t tell you what was there because it was pitch black. Once we finally found some light, aka my cell phone flashlight, we found 8 bunk beds crammed in a room. And 3 were occupied with people sleeping. It’s the middle of the afternoon and you’re in Ireland! Wake up! There was a small bathroom attached to the room with a toilet and a small shower that had no walls or curtain. We found our assigned beds, locked our bags in the storage units, and left to continue our explorations (only after accidentally sitting in a group meeting in the common room with a large group of Germans. The only thing we could distinguish was “whiskey tasting” and that there was a vote taken through raising of hands.)
We returned again at 8:30, after a few drinks of course. Everyone was awake this time, and 2 new girls were there. We kept to ourselves as we removed our bags from that same storage unit. We gathered all of our belongings and walked out the door. We dropped our keys at the front desk and got a very strange look from the man who had checked us in just 5 hours ago. We said goodbye and ran out the door.
Now we’re sitting in our 5 star hotel room.
Lesson of the day: when it comes to hotel rooms, spend the extra money.