So my hen do was the weekend just gone, I was so looking forward to it as I have been having a rough few weeks. Within the week before my mother, aunt, SIL and MoH all had to cancle, all valid reasons but still very disappointing. So the journey there was just myself and one of the other girls and it was grand but nothing exciting like I'd experienced before at other hen parties.
We arrived at our destination and it was in the middle of nowhere with nothing around it, the accomodation was lovely but just a bit quiet. We weren't really allowed to play music as it was a wellness retreat place so the first night it was some fun but there was only 5 of us as so many had to drop out. We had some fun games and then went to bed early.
The next day there was an activity planned and the rest of my friends were joining us. It was so far removed from anything I would ever plan for myself I was so upset by the whole event. We went to a farm and apparently loads of hens do this an love it but I grew up on a farm, I've seen all of these animals up close before. most of the activites on the day were just people watching me do things, I hated it, worst of all was the bloody bog I had to walk through so I didn't come across as a joyless AH, I hated it and then I was muddy and cold because I had bog on me for the rest of the afternoon. I went to the bathroom and cried to myself I was so upset. I don't know how my MoH got it soooo wrong. The evening was spent at a gastro pub in the middle of nowhere with no life, the best craic of the whole weekend was the taxi home with 5 of my friends when we finally started to have a bit of craic. When we got back to the air bnb I wanted to open the bottle of bubbles my Fiance had bought me for the hen but I was told not to at that time cause it was a good bottle and I should save it. Im so mad at myself for listening to the person who said it but I was just too upset. Everyone went to bed at like 1 because it was so remote most people had to drive if they didn't get a lift with someone else.
Of all the hen parties I have ever been to and organised this was the most disappointing and whats worse is only one friend even noticed how unhappy I was. I honestly never though I would cry so much at my own hen do. I asked for one simple thing for the hen, willy straws and there were none, it just seems to sum up the whole weekend. Nothing I really wanted, planned for someone else, and I was just expected to be ok with it all. I was actually so happy the organiser wasn't there so they didn't have a chance to see how unhappy I was.
