Clues and drinks

Getting away from all that serious stuff for a bit, I want to give due respect: the Alligator’s birthday adventure on Friday night was incredibly fun.
How it worked: we turned up for drinks at Mollys, and split into teams. The Alligator, looking smug, issued each team a water pistol and an envelope full of clues. We had to figure out the locations referenced by the clues, and snap photos of our team members at the locations; if the location was a bar, it was compulsory to have a drink and get a camera shot of the proof. One clue marked the final location; first team there with a full set of correct photos won the trophy.
(Yeah, he made a trophy. It looked like a large silver phallus with the words “smarts” and “speed” on it, and was therefore extremely desirable and a worthy object of competition.)
So we burst out into the night and proceeded to run around Wellington, solving clues, snapping photos, downing shots, and having a grand old time. Seriously, it was a huge amount of fun, easily the most stupidly good time I’ve had in a while. (Wedding doesn’t count of course because that was a non-stupid good time.) There’s just something straightforwardly cool about rocketing around the streets, taking goofy photos and trying to make sense of clues, then stopping for a drink. And the water pistols… well, we didn’t spot the other team so ours didn’t get used. But it was cool to have it there…
Take this as proof of concept that you can do the same sort of thing in future. I reckon it would be more fun with more teams; six or so would have been even more fun. Give it a try for your next work teambuilding exercise, sports team social, or religious meeting. If you’re in Wellington you can even steal the Alligator’s clues.
(All y’all who didn’t make it, you really missed out on something special. This alligator, he’s a partyin’ alligator, and that’s all there is to it.)