A friend of mine is getting married in August. In order to send him off properly to a life of joy and never ending happiness, we needed to celebrate this right of passage.

The Bachelor party. So many myths. So many memories. So much fun.

This particular gentleman was always the groomsmen and never the groom. Until he finally found the "right" woman. She is fantastic and I wish them all the best. But now the hot details of the bachelor party. Yes I am breaking every guy code right now for readers.

It started about 12:00pm when I picked my friend who just recently moved to Texas from a 7 year stint in LA living the good life.

We proceeded to the BEST COUNTRY MEAT MARKET in all the land called appropriately "Country Meat Market" The service was exceptional and the cuts of meat we were able to secure made the trip memorable. I really cannot express how incredible the meat made the trip. We dined like Kings.

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So we then proceeded to pick up a friend from Lubbock and another from Colorado. The gentleman from CO had torn his achilles in a flag football game several months prior and was no wearing a pressurized boot. I greeted him with a hearty laugh and handshake.

This brings the total number of gentlemen to 4. We leave the airport and head to the destination that is a staple with any guy get together, Whataburger. I ordered the #4 with no tomatoes. It was delicious. We then headed out to the lake house in East Texas.

While we were driving we learned that another truck load of people (3) had already arrived at the lake house and we waiting on us. I had the only key.

We entered Gun Barrel City and proceeded to the local packaging store where we were met by another car full of attendees (4) who would be participating in the weekend getaway.

As of now we have reached a total of 11 people with 2 more expected to come.

The stage is set and we have now all arrived or had we?

Stay tuned for the next installment of GUN BARREL CITY PART II: Lessons Learned