This week on The Bachelor…the remaining three ladies took a once-in-a-lifetime trip to South Africa. Basically this trip was reason enough for me to want to try out for the show. Brad was excited about seeing the animals, and being on his overnight dates.
The first gal Brad explored…I mean, explored with…was Chantal with a C. She looked super cute in her green safari shirt and denim shorts. Brad? Kinda’ looked ridiculous in his Indiana Jones hat. The two went on a jeep safari ride and saw some absolutely amazing animals, including an entire pride of lions, a giraffe, a herd of elephants, and a dazzle of zebra. For lunch they hopped out of the jeep and had a picnic on a rock with a rhino wading nearby. I’m not sure how comfortable I would have felt in that situation, but of course there were probably 50 park rangers surrounding them just off camera.
The duo got cleaned up after their safari and had dinner…all leading to the fantasy suite. Needless to say, she accepted saying, “What happens in the fantasy suite, stays in the fantasy suite.” The “fantasy suite” turned out to be a tree house. Man, the last few seasons of The Bachelor have turned out to be a heck of a travel series. The tree house looked lovely, but my concern was, where’s the bathroom? There must have been one, right?
After taking his walk of shame from the tree house in the morning, Brad met up with Emily by picking her up on an elephant. She too looked adorable in her safari gear, right down to her shit kickers. On their elephant ride they rode past a group of elephants playing in a pond. And let me tell ya, the elephant in captivity was pissed! After their ride, Brad and Emily had a sweet conversation about Emily’s daughter, Brad assuring her that he’s ready to become a father to a five-year-old. I sure wish I thought he deserved her.
For dinner that evening Emily put on her best sparkly mini-skirt. Not really South Africa safari attire, but she looked hot. As soon as they sat down, Brad got super nervous. And rightfully so because she turned him down for the fantasy suite on account of being a good role model to her daughter. Then she talked herself into going, making sure to lay down the law and demand that he keep in PG. Fortunately, Brad was smart enough to know that Emily wouldn’t be a tree house kind of girl and he took her to a real fantasy suite, where she told him that she is falling in love with him. And then he said that he’s falling in love with her too! That’s totally breaking Bachelor rules, and I love it.
Ashley the dentist was last up to bat and I was certain that she would look like a whiney-poo compared to Emily. But she brought it…and some reeeeeally short Daisy Dukes on her date. Phsyc. Brad took her to a helicopter and she absolutely freaked out like a big baby. Whatever, I’ve seen this show before, she just wanted to cling to him. The helicopter ride and accompanying dramatic music was pretty spectacular and a trip to South Africa is now officially on my bucket list. After their ride they had a picnic and Brad asked her where she would like to live. The right answer is A: Austin. The wrong answer is B: Southern Maine. She picked B. Then he told her that she reminds him of himself when he was in his twenties. So, he definitely thinks their lives won’t mesh and she’s too young…which I’ve known since I first heard her talk like a 16-year-old…like a mile-a-minute and everything’s like a question with lots of like, and like, like???? Ashley’s going home. I thought he was actually going to send her home over dinner, but he couldn’t walk away before taking his chances in the fantasy suite. They shared a couple kisses that did not look like a fantasy. And I thought he was going to send her home there.
Next there was an interview with Chris Harrison, which I fast-forwarded through. You don’t mind, do you? Didn’t’ think so. On to the rose ceremony, where Brad nervously pulled Ashley away to talk about why their relationship derailed so terribly. Brad said goodbye to Ashley there. I thought that was a very sweet gesture and thought Ashley should have seen it coming. She didn’t and left surprised. But when he asked her “Why are you acting that way?” I wanted to smack him. You just dumped her you dummy!
So now we're down to just two very different ladies: Chantal with a C and Emily. Next time those two girls meet the Womack clan in Cape Town, South Africa. But before we get to see that episode, we have to sit through "The Girls Tell All."
Talk to ya in two weeks!
Beth
Monday, February 28, 2011
Monday, February 21, 2011
The Bachelor Week 8: Hometown Date Night!
Hometown Date 1: Seattle, WA with “Crazy in love” Chantal
Upon arriving in Seattle, Chantal took Brad to her very nice house to meet her cats and dog. Her dog happens to be the cutest dog I have ever seen. My friends know, given my love for my own little Carmen, how much it pains me to say that. But it was like a furry little fox and I want one.
I was wondering how Chantal could afford such a nice home in Seattle. Then I figured it out when they headed off to Chantal’s parents’ house, errr, mansion. This was an estate, complete with a 10 foot tall statue in front and a mother who could easily be cast in “The Real Housewives of Seattle.”
Inside they enjoyed some wine, dinner and chatting and Brad and Chantal’s dad really hit it off. Just two blue collar boys who made it big and both have daddy issues. That was enough for Chantal’s papa to say he’d be comfortable having Chantal take Brad as her second husband…tomorrow. Nice selling, Brad! Brad left that date saying “I really really see a future with Chantal. I really do.”
Hometown Date 2: MadaWHATska, Maine with Ashley the Dentist
Brad landed in the middle of nowhere Maine, where Ashley treated him to fries with cheese and gravy before heading home for a fresh lobster dinner with the fam. Ashley was extremely happy to see her fun family and totally at ease…the girl Brad liked before she got a little coo coo. Brad left seeing himself with Ashley, but fearing that he would hold her back given her career goals. And Ashley left feeling really great about “Brad and I’s relationship.” This happens every darn season. There is no such word as I’s, people!
I ended up liking Ashley a lot more after this hometown date. She’s totally fun and normal. When her family asked if she would accept a proposal from Brad she said that they have a lot more getting to know each other to do. Right answer!
Hometown Date 3: Chico, California with Shawntel with an S
The best part of this show was that date #3 began with an actual commercial starring Shawntel’s family pushing their funeral home services. Despite that Brad didn’t react well to past conversations around her occupation, Shawntel decided to tour Brad around her funeral home…which ended up being the death of their relationship. Get it?
Shawntel must have spent over an hour taking Brad through every room of the funeral home, including the crematory and embalming rooms. SCARY! She even put the fire on in the crematory! Shawntel said, “This will be a test for “Brad and I’s relationship.” For the love of God. I's can’t handle it anymore.
Well, she was right, it sure was a test, and she failed. She literally had Brad lie on the embalming table while she explained the process and the tools she uses to him. “Are you creeped out, or what?” He said yes. So, naturally, she continued to explain the ins and outs of embalming. Weird, weird, weird.
Finally Shawntel stopped torturing Brad and took him to meet her family. They enjoyed themselves and despite her father's frustration that Shawntel may not be taking over the family business, he gave Brad his blessing to propose to his daughter. Not that Brad asked. 'Cause he didn't. And as they parted ways Shawntel shared with Bradthat not only is she falling in love with him…she is in love with him. He wasn’t thrilled.
Hometown Date #4: Charlotte, NC with Emily and her daughter, Ricki
Emily and little Ricki met Brad in a park. Brad tried to get to know Ricki, but she wouldn’t say a word to him. Fortunately, Brad brought Ricki a butterfly kite, which was exactly the icebreaker they needed. After the park they went to Emily’s house and played Candy Land, drew pictures and tucked Ricki in.
It was after Ricki went to bed that things got weird. Brad made some big chivalrous to-do about not kissing Emily out of respect for, hmmm, meeting her kid? Emily told him it was ok to kiss her and he still didn’t. Awkward, awkward, awkward. Then Brad split in a hurry. But in the doorway, Emily forced him to kiss her and, once again, all was well in Bachelorland.
At the rose ceremony (surprise, surprise) Brad sent Shawntel the funeral director home. I guess role playing an embalming with your semi-boyfriend isn’t the way to win him over? As they said their goodbyes, Brad said to Shawntel, “I didn’t feel the way I should have hearing that a girl loves me. It wasn’t your family at all, that’s not it.” Oh, so it was me! Brad, you don’t realize it, but you are cruel when you break up with these girls!
Until next week, when Brad and his remaining three ladies head to South Africa and forgo their individual rooms for the romantic suite!
Upon arriving in Seattle, Chantal took Brad to her very nice house to meet her cats and dog. Her dog happens to be the cutest dog I have ever seen. My friends know, given my love for my own little Carmen, how much it pains me to say that. But it was like a furry little fox and I want one.
I was wondering how Chantal could afford such a nice home in Seattle. Then I figured it out when they headed off to Chantal’s parents’ house, errr, mansion. This was an estate, complete with a 10 foot tall statue in front and a mother who could easily be cast in “The Real Housewives of Seattle.”
Inside they enjoyed some wine, dinner and chatting and Brad and Chantal’s dad really hit it off. Just two blue collar boys who made it big and both have daddy issues. That was enough for Chantal’s papa to say he’d be comfortable having Chantal take Brad as her second husband…tomorrow. Nice selling, Brad! Brad left that date saying “I really really see a future with Chantal. I really do.”
Hometown Date 2: MadaWHATska, Maine with Ashley the Dentist
Brad landed in the middle of nowhere Maine, where Ashley treated him to fries with cheese and gravy before heading home for a fresh lobster dinner with the fam. Ashley was extremely happy to see her fun family and totally at ease…the girl Brad liked before she got a little coo coo. Brad left seeing himself with Ashley, but fearing that he would hold her back given her career goals. And Ashley left feeling really great about “Brad and I’s relationship.” This happens every darn season. There is no such word as I’s, people!
I ended up liking Ashley a lot more after this hometown date. She’s totally fun and normal. When her family asked if she would accept a proposal from Brad she said that they have a lot more getting to know each other to do. Right answer!
Hometown Date 3: Chico, California with Shawntel with an S
The best part of this show was that date #3 began with an actual commercial starring Shawntel’s family pushing their funeral home services. Despite that Brad didn’t react well to past conversations around her occupation, Shawntel decided to tour Brad around her funeral home…which ended up being the death of their relationship. Get it?
Shawntel must have spent over an hour taking Brad through every room of the funeral home, including the crematory and embalming rooms. SCARY! She even put the fire on in the crematory! Shawntel said, “This will be a test for “Brad and I’s relationship.” For the love of God. I's can’t handle it anymore.
Well, she was right, it sure was a test, and she failed. She literally had Brad lie on the embalming table while she explained the process and the tools she uses to him. “Are you creeped out, or what?” He said yes. So, naturally, she continued to explain the ins and outs of embalming. Weird, weird, weird.
Finally Shawntel stopped torturing Brad and took him to meet her family. They enjoyed themselves and despite her father's frustration that Shawntel may not be taking over the family business, he gave Brad his blessing to propose to his daughter. Not that Brad asked. 'Cause he didn't. And as they parted ways Shawntel shared with Bradthat not only is she falling in love with him…she is in love with him. He wasn’t thrilled.
Hometown Date #4: Charlotte, NC with Emily and her daughter, Ricki
Emily and little Ricki met Brad in a park. Brad tried to get to know Ricki, but she wouldn’t say a word to him. Fortunately, Brad brought Ricki a butterfly kite, which was exactly the icebreaker they needed. After the park they went to Emily’s house and played Candy Land, drew pictures and tucked Ricki in.
It was after Ricki went to bed that things got weird. Brad made some big chivalrous to-do about not kissing Emily out of respect for, hmmm, meeting her kid? Emily told him it was ok to kiss her and he still didn’t. Awkward, awkward, awkward. Then Brad split in a hurry. But in the doorway, Emily forced him to kiss her and, once again, all was well in Bachelorland.
At the rose ceremony (surprise, surprise) Brad sent Shawntel the funeral director home. I guess role playing an embalming with your semi-boyfriend isn’t the way to win him over? As they said their goodbyes, Brad said to Shawntel, “I didn’t feel the way I should have hearing that a girl loves me. It wasn’t your family at all, that’s not it.” Oh, so it was me! Brad, you don’t realize it, but you are cruel when you break up with these girls!
Until next week, when Brad and his remaining three ladies head to South Africa and forgo their individual rooms for the romantic suite!
Monday, February 14, 2011
The Bachelor Week 7: Lady in Waiting
Why am I watching “The Bachelor” on Valentine’s Day, you ask? Well, I wasn’t planning on it.
My Valentine, who spent the weekend skiing with some buddies in Colorado, was supposed to land this evening at 6:30 and be at my house for a romantic evening by 8. Well folks, the show’s on, so it’s past 8 and…no valentine.
Ya know how they tell you to be at the airport an hour ahead of time? Well, if it’s Denver, make it an hour and ten minutes. My valentine arrived at the airport an hour before his scheduled departure. After making it through security he had 20 minutes to take the tram to his gate. Then he hopped on the tram which went…nowhere…for 10 minutes. No problem, that left 10 more minutes to get to his gate, which was nearby.
He ran to the gate and found…no one. No passengers. No gate agent. So he asked a nearby gate agent what was going on and was told that you have to be in your seat 10 minutes prior to departure. Since when is that a rule? My valentine pointed to the clock and informed the agent that it was in fact 10 minutes prior to departure. So the agent told him, “Well, we’ve already weighed and balanced the plane.” My valentine then pointed out that bags were still being loaded onto the plane, so that made no sense. Liars liars pants on fires! So my valentine got a little (a lot) upset and tried to argue his way onto the plane which, mind you, hadn’t even pulled away from the gate.
There were two couples who were in the exact same predicament and they tried to calm my valentine down, telling him that there was nothing he could do. Livid, he looked at them and pointed out that they were with their significant others, but that he was trying to get home to his.
Delta didn’t care and stood by their ridiculous (and ficticious) 10 minute rule and rather than putting him on his direct flight arriving at 6:30 pm, put him on an indirect route arriving at 10:00. So the good news is that I get to watch “The Bachelor.” But the bad news is that I had to scrap my romantic dinner and have to keep waiting to see my valentine. But this lady in waiting fully intends to complain to Delta for messing up my Valentine’s Day by giving away my boyfriend’s seat. I can see right through your 10 minute rule, Delta!
So while I sit here waiting for him to make it home, I thought I might as well take a trip to Anguilla with Brad and the girls.
Brad chose Sweet Southern Emily for the first one-on-one date.
I was busy making really ugly chocolate covered strawberries at the time, so I only kinda’ heard what happened. What I know is that Emily is nervous to introduce Brad to her daughter. I also heard Brad say that he doesn’t deserve to be with Emily (DUH!). Lastly I heard him break the rules by ensuring Emily that she would get a rose that week.
Next Brad took Shawntal with an S to the market. They had a lovely time amidst the locals and fellow tourists. They had dinner and took in a Bankie Banks concert. Brad opened up to Shawntal about his daddy issues and said he doesn’t talk about these things with anyone. Ummm, you’ve talked about these things with half of the girls on the show. Oh well. Next they ran down to the beach, stripped off their clothes and hopped in the water, where Shawntal executed my favorite Bachelor move, the "Underwater leg wraparound!"
Brit joined Brad on the third one-on-one date, which was on a yacht. But the only way to get onto it was to swim there. What a clever way to get a girl out of her clothes. He’s good at that. The yacht made a stop by a cliff, where the pair were going to go cliff jumping. Brad jumped off but Brit was very nervous…rightfully so. Brit eventually jumped and Brad was so proud of her. Brad enjoyed his time with Brit, but just didn’t have romantic feelings for her. Just like his awkward dinner with Abercrombie Alli last week, Brad told Brit over dinner that he didn’t have romantic feelings for her. So he had her climb down the side of the yacht and take a dingie back to the beach house, where she quickly packed and bid the other girls adieu.
The group date happened to be a Sports Illustrated swimsuit issue photo shoot. On shelves tomorrow! Ashley was a natural model and looked great. And then she took her top off and covered up her baby boobies with shells. Chantal with a C was next and was also quick to take her top off. Michelle, less excited to take her top off, was clever enough to invite Brad to co-model with her and had the photographers document a sandy make out session. Needless to say, Ashley and Chantal were pissed and Brad realized his mistake. ..but not quickly enough to not make out with a hot girl in front of the others. Needless to say, the rest of the date was a total downer. But Brad took a moment to give a rose to Ashley the dentist, which surprised me because she’s been a bit of basket case for a while.
Going into this rose ceremony, I finally had no idea who Brad was going to choose to send home but had a feeling it would be Shantal with an S. But then she got a rose. I was actually surprised (and disappointed) that he sent Michelle home. She added some wonderful crazy to the show. At least I thought she would leave us with some awesome ranting. But she gave us absolutely nothing! Boo.
Next week Brad is headed for hometown dates with Sweet Southern Emily, Shawntel with an S, Chantal with a C and Ashley the Dentist.
My Valentine, who spent the weekend skiing with some buddies in Colorado, was supposed to land this evening at 6:30 and be at my house for a romantic evening by 8. Well folks, the show’s on, so it’s past 8 and…no valentine.
Ya know how they tell you to be at the airport an hour ahead of time? Well, if it’s Denver, make it an hour and ten minutes. My valentine arrived at the airport an hour before his scheduled departure. After making it through security he had 20 minutes to take the tram to his gate. Then he hopped on the tram which went…nowhere…for 10 minutes. No problem, that left 10 more minutes to get to his gate, which was nearby.
He ran to the gate and found…no one. No passengers. No gate agent. So he asked a nearby gate agent what was going on and was told that you have to be in your seat 10 minutes prior to departure. Since when is that a rule? My valentine pointed to the clock and informed the agent that it was in fact 10 minutes prior to departure. So the agent told him, “Well, we’ve already weighed and balanced the plane.” My valentine then pointed out that bags were still being loaded onto the plane, so that made no sense. Liars liars pants on fires! So my valentine got a little (a lot) upset and tried to argue his way onto the plane which, mind you, hadn’t even pulled away from the gate.
There were two couples who were in the exact same predicament and they tried to calm my valentine down, telling him that there was nothing he could do. Livid, he looked at them and pointed out that they were with their significant others, but that he was trying to get home to his.
Delta didn’t care and stood by their ridiculous (and ficticious) 10 minute rule and rather than putting him on his direct flight arriving at 6:30 pm, put him on an indirect route arriving at 10:00. So the good news is that I get to watch “The Bachelor.” But the bad news is that I had to scrap my romantic dinner and have to keep waiting to see my valentine. But this lady in waiting fully intends to complain to Delta for messing up my Valentine’s Day by giving away my boyfriend’s seat. I can see right through your 10 minute rule, Delta!
So while I sit here waiting for him to make it home, I thought I might as well take a trip to Anguilla with Brad and the girls.
Brad chose Sweet Southern Emily for the first one-on-one date.
I was busy making really ugly chocolate covered strawberries at the time, so I only kinda’ heard what happened. What I know is that Emily is nervous to introduce Brad to her daughter. I also heard Brad say that he doesn’t deserve to be with Emily (DUH!). Lastly I heard him break the rules by ensuring Emily that she would get a rose that week.
Next Brad took Shawntal with an S to the market. They had a lovely time amidst the locals and fellow tourists. They had dinner and took in a Bankie Banks concert. Brad opened up to Shawntal about his daddy issues and said he doesn’t talk about these things with anyone. Ummm, you’ve talked about these things with half of the girls on the show. Oh well. Next they ran down to the beach, stripped off their clothes and hopped in the water, where Shawntal executed my favorite Bachelor move, the "Underwater leg wraparound!"
Brit joined Brad on the third one-on-one date, which was on a yacht. But the only way to get onto it was to swim there. What a clever way to get a girl out of her clothes. He’s good at that. The yacht made a stop by a cliff, where the pair were going to go cliff jumping. Brad jumped off but Brit was very nervous…rightfully so. Brit eventually jumped and Brad was so proud of her. Brad enjoyed his time with Brit, but just didn’t have romantic feelings for her. Just like his awkward dinner with Abercrombie Alli last week, Brad told Brit over dinner that he didn’t have romantic feelings for her. So he had her climb down the side of the yacht and take a dingie back to the beach house, where she quickly packed and bid the other girls adieu.
The group date happened to be a Sports Illustrated swimsuit issue photo shoot. On shelves tomorrow! Ashley was a natural model and looked great. And then she took her top off and covered up her baby boobies with shells. Chantal with a C was next and was also quick to take her top off. Michelle, less excited to take her top off, was clever enough to invite Brad to co-model with her and had the photographers document a sandy make out session. Needless to say, Ashley and Chantal were pissed and Brad realized his mistake. ..but not quickly enough to not make out with a hot girl in front of the others. Needless to say, the rest of the date was a total downer. But Brad took a moment to give a rose to Ashley the dentist, which surprised me because she’s been a bit of basket case for a while.
Going into this rose ceremony, I finally had no idea who Brad was going to choose to send home but had a feeling it would be Shantal with an S. But then she got a rose. I was actually surprised (and disappointed) that he sent Michelle home. She added some wonderful crazy to the show. At least I thought she would leave us with some awesome ranting. But she gave us absolutely nothing! Boo.
Next week Brad is headed for hometown dates with Sweet Southern Emily, Shawntel with an S, Chantal with a C and Ashley the Dentist.
Monday, February 7, 2011
The Bachelor Week 6: From Costa Rica to Crazy Town
This week the gang upgraded from last week's vegas trip to headed south to Costa Rica so that Brad could test the girls' thirst for adventure. 
“What better place to fall in love than Costa Rica?” They stayed in a spectacular resort overlooking Arenal volcano. Whatever, been there, done that. Not in a $10,000 a night suite, but, details, details. While Brad was as boring as always, at least I could entertain myself this week by sharing my own pictures from vacations in Costa Rica.
Chantal with a C got the first one-on-one date.
Naturally, Crazy Michelle was pissed and wished for monkeys to attack Chantal.
I had a run in with a monkey in Costa Rica. He was jumping up and down on the top of a boat and I thought he was playing…so I started jumping along…he was not playing. Here’s a picture of my friend, once he simmered down.
Brad took Chantal zip-lining on the world’s longest zip-line for their one-one-one date.
After zip-lining they began to have a romantic picnic dinner before it started pouring. It turned out to be a nice excuse to run inside to the comfort of Brad’s room where Chantal slipped into something a little more comfortable…Brad’s white shirt…only. They enjoyed dessert, kissy face and then, a rose.
On to the group date where Brad took the girls repelling down a waterfall. Oh no he did-nt. Apparently after repelling down a building, Brad and Michelle made a pact not to ever repel without each other again.
Naturally, Michelle was pissed…again. So she made fun of the girls who were scared and then punched Brad a few times before he told her that the two of them would repel together. Then Crazy Michelle was happy again…temporarily. Here’s a picture of me repelling down the exact same waterfalls as they did. And let me tell you, it was a blast. Highly recommend!
After all that work it was hot springs and bikini time. Surprise! The girls all had their issues (jealousy, fear, etc.) and then Crazy Michelle went coo coo for cocoa puffs, getting angry with Brad for keep Chantal with a C around. It upset Brad enough that he opted not to hand out a rose that evening.
Next Abercrombie Alli finally got her one-on-one date. Brad showed up on horseback with two horses and two foals following behind. It was pretty darn cute. They rode around and found their way to a cave, where they went exploring. Unfortunately the date didn’t have the romantic vibe that Brad intended when a swarm of bats freaked the shit out of Alli.
But Brad tried to make it up to her when they got back together to share the world’s most awkward dinner (intended to be the world’s most romantic dinner) by the hot springs. Brad told the camera, “I can carry on a conversation with anybody, but this conversation is going nowhere.” I beg to differ, Brad. I don’t think you’re much of a conversationalist.
Their parting conversation was about Alli’s most recent relationship. She explained the relationship’s demise by saying, “I tried to convince myself that I was more into it than I was. It’s hard when you know somebody’s a great person and they have a lot to offer somebody, it’s just that you don’t want it for yourself.” To which Brad said, “I know exactly what you mean” and proceeded to dump Alli in the most romantic setting “in the world.”
Emotionally drained from dumping Alli, Brad went back to his room to relax…for about 10 seconds before Crazy Michelle came over to seduce him. The seduction didn’t last long before, once again, Crazy Michelle started harassing Brad over keeping Chantal C. Then she predicted the order in which Brad will send girls home. Brad left the conversation concerned over the “direction (their) relationship is headed,” but my fear is he’ll still keep her around.
On to the cocktail party and rose ceremony where Chantal shocked Brad by dropping the first L-bomb. He questioned how she knows that she loves him ('cause it's nutso!) but after her explanation thanked her and said that she turned his crappy evening around. The person who really had the crappiest evening was Jackie, who was sent home on a separate flight back to the states. But hell, she got a trip to Costa Rica outta’ the deal and that ain’t so bad!
So now we’re left with the following six bachelorettes:
• Chantal with a C
• Dentist Ashley
• Sweet Southern Belle Emily
• Teenie Weenie Brit
• Shantal the funeral home director
• Crazy Michelle
Until next week…in Anguilla!
Beth
“What better place to fall in love than Costa Rica?” They stayed in a spectacular resort overlooking Arenal volcano. Whatever, been there, done that. Not in a $10,000 a night suite, but, details, details. While Brad was as boring as always, at least I could entertain myself this week by sharing my own pictures from vacations in Costa Rica.
Chantal with a C got the first one-on-one date.
Naturally, Crazy Michelle was pissed and wished for monkeys to attack Chantal.
I had a run in with a monkey in Costa Rica. He was jumping up and down on the top of a boat and I thought he was playing…so I started jumping along…he was not playing. Here’s a picture of my friend, once he simmered down.
Brad took Chantal zip-lining on the world’s longest zip-line for their one-one-one date.
After zip-lining they began to have a romantic picnic dinner before it started pouring. It turned out to be a nice excuse to run inside to the comfort of Brad’s room where Chantal slipped into something a little more comfortable…Brad’s white shirt…only. They enjoyed dessert, kissy face and then, a rose.
On to the group date where Brad took the girls repelling down a waterfall. Oh no he did-nt. Apparently after repelling down a building, Brad and Michelle made a pact not to ever repel without each other again.
Naturally, Michelle was pissed…again. So she made fun of the girls who were scared and then punched Brad a few times before he told her that the two of them would repel together. Then Crazy Michelle was happy again…temporarily. Here’s a picture of me repelling down the exact same waterfalls as they did. And let me tell you, it was a blast. Highly recommend!
After all that work it was hot springs and bikini time. Surprise! The girls all had their issues (jealousy, fear, etc.) and then Crazy Michelle went coo coo for cocoa puffs, getting angry with Brad for keep Chantal with a C around. It upset Brad enough that he opted not to hand out a rose that evening.
Next Abercrombie Alli finally got her one-on-one date. Brad showed up on horseback with two horses and two foals following behind. It was pretty darn cute. They rode around and found their way to a cave, where they went exploring. Unfortunately the date didn’t have the romantic vibe that Brad intended when a swarm of bats freaked the shit out of Alli.
But Brad tried to make it up to her when they got back together to share the world’s most awkward dinner (intended to be the world’s most romantic dinner) by the hot springs. Brad told the camera, “I can carry on a conversation with anybody, but this conversation is going nowhere.” I beg to differ, Brad. I don’t think you’re much of a conversationalist.
Their parting conversation was about Alli’s most recent relationship. She explained the relationship’s demise by saying, “I tried to convince myself that I was more into it than I was. It’s hard when you know somebody’s a great person and they have a lot to offer somebody, it’s just that you don’t want it for yourself.” To which Brad said, “I know exactly what you mean” and proceeded to dump Alli in the most romantic setting “in the world.”
Emotionally drained from dumping Alli, Brad went back to his room to relax…for about 10 seconds before Crazy Michelle came over to seduce him. The seduction didn’t last long before, once again, Crazy Michelle started harassing Brad over keeping Chantal C. Then she predicted the order in which Brad will send girls home. Brad left the conversation concerned over the “direction (their) relationship is headed,” but my fear is he’ll still keep her around.
On to the cocktail party and rose ceremony where Chantal shocked Brad by dropping the first L-bomb. He questioned how she knows that she loves him ('cause it's nutso!) but after her explanation thanked her and said that she turned his crappy evening around. The person who really had the crappiest evening was Jackie, who was sent home on a separate flight back to the states. But hell, she got a trip to Costa Rica outta’ the deal and that ain’t so bad!
So now we’re left with the following six bachelorettes:
• Chantal with a C
• Dentist Ashley
• Sweet Southern Belle Emily
• Teenie Weenie Brit
• Shantal the funeral home director
• Crazy Michelle
Until next week…in Anguilla!
Beth
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