Random Ram: Alisha Dart
After the first 20 miles of their 15-hour road trip, the group
already had acquired a careless driving ticket for driving 105
miles per hour down Interstate 25. Alisha Dart, a junior
occupational therapy major, and her friends in crime headed toward
Arizona to partake in the frenzied hedonism that is Lake
Havasu.
“The first night we were there, we partied on the beach with
tons of other people from different schools,” Dart said. “My friend
Mike partied a bit too hard and ended up falling into a bonfire
while he was stumbling around. He had to roll around in the sand to
put himself out and then he just kinda passed out.”
The next morning, while recovering from the night’s atrocities,
the group learned that a place called Copper Canyon was the place
to be at, but required the transportation of a boat to get there. A
small 10-man pontoon was rented and 13 people boarded it to take
off to a place they would remember very little about.
“As we were parking the boat up against this group of other
boats, my friend Mark fell overboard, with bottle in hand and
resurfaced right in between the two boats that were about to
collide,” Dart said. “Someone pulled him back just in the nick of
time before he was crushed between two boats and a Budweiser.”
The boats were all roped together to create a huge floating
party. Everyone was hopping from boat to boat, drinking and meeting
people. Each day everybody just showed up and had a good time, Dart
said.
The third day of their break was St. Patrick’s Day, which we all
know can be hectic no matter where it’s celebrated. Spending that
day at Lake Havasu would put even the largest Irish man on his
behind.
“We were back at Copper Canyon for St. Patty’s,” Dart said. “It
didn’t take long before we were back at it. At some point I let
myself get talked into wearing a whipped cream bikini. Needless to
say, my parents wouldn’t have approved of my wardrobe that day. To
make it worse, I was somehow elected to be the drunken captain and
drive the boat back to the dock.”
The boat successfully made it back but the owners were far from
pleased upon inspection of the vessel’s interior.
“We lost a rope, broke a speaker, broke the front door, dented
the siding, scratched the outside paint and there was cigarette
burns in the carpet,” Dart said. “None of us remembered doing any
of this. It was like we accidentally brought back the wrong
boat.”
The owners refused to return the $1,000 down payment. They ended
up paying $1,700 to rent a crappy pontoon boat for two days.
This little setback took almost all of their money, but in all
of the group’s infinite wisdom they decided to blow whatever money
they had left on tattoos the moment they made it back to Fort
Collins.
“The whole trip was totally crazy but it honestly would not have
been the same without all the drama,” Dart said. “It was definitely
a memorable Spring Break.”
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