F*cked up? I prefer to think of it as irreverently incapacitated. But that's just because I'm a pillar of class even when I'm challenging a Belgian vagabond to a Fireball shooting contest in a Buenos Aires bar, and then yelling Can you see the flames?! Can you see the fire of my balls?! as I pee in a perfect airborne arc while walking back to my hostel once I've gotten kicked out. But for travelers who can't hold their liquor and dignity (and tube steaks) like I can, sure. You're seeing the world and getting f*cked up. And now there's a book to help you--to help us all--do it: 101 Places to Get F*cked Up Before You Die: The Ultimate Travel Guide to Partying Around the World.
Forget the bullshit travel advice like where to eat and sleep, 101 Places to Get F*cked Up Before You Die packs its pages with answers to globetrotters' real questions: where should I go drinking? Where's the best place to dance after I've scored some mushrooms from a guy with "Place Boob Here" tattooed in Spanish on the palm of his hand? Is 18 the legal age of consent in Europe too?
Part guidebook, part wingman, 101 Places to Get F*cked Up Before You Die will introduce you to and prepare you for some of the world's most epic parties and epic partying cities. Oktoberfest, Goa, Carnivale, Burning Man, the Ice Stock festival at McMurdo Station, Antarctica. Within the book's 278 pages you'll find information about the types of people in attendance, city/event drug policies, anecdotes and social commentary, and how to get into just the right amount of trouble...without getting into the wrong kind of it.