Guys start their night drinking in England, end up 6,750 miles away in Thailand

Anyone who sat through the mess that was The Hangover Part II remembers that Bradley Cooper and his brohams woke up in Bangkok, with one shaved head, one facial tattoo and one chain-smoking capuchin monkey. Phillip Boyle and his friends managed to avoid the worst aspects of that movie, but the part about going out drinking and waking up in Thailand? Yeah, they did that.

Boyle and several friends went out on Friday night for a few drinks, picked up a few more drinks at a gas station and then stayed up all night throwing back the finest alcoholic beverages that Northern England has to offer. At 11 the next morning, Boyle's friend Jamie Blyth started asking if he had his passport, then called a cab to take the whole hungover group to the Manchester Airport. Boyle told GazetteLive

When we got in the taxi we didn’t even have flights. It’s a last minute bad idea – but one of those bad ideas that turns into a good idea. I nearly canceled when [we were] on the way to Manchester Airport and realized this is all a bit rash and nothing was booked.

But they followed their best (worst?) instincts and bought tickets to Pattaya, Thailand, two seven hour flights interrupted by a layover in Abu Dhabi. Boyle said that he didn't even pack a real suitcase, he just stuffed some t-shirts and some clean underwear in a grocery bag. After 14 hours and 6,750 miles, the group landed in the beachside city, where they planned to stay until Tuesday. "No one's misbehaved," he said.

British teenager Luke Harding pulled a similar – if shorter – stunt after a night of drinking. The then-19-year-old was "well and truly plastered" in a cab heading home when he realized that he'd never seen the Eiffel Tower. He told the cabbie to take him to the Manchester Airport (which must have special boarding area for Drunken Travelers), bought a $150 flight to Paris and staggered onboard the 6 a.m. flight. He didn't fully realize what he'd done until he woke up, beyond hungover in a bathroom at Charles De Gaulle airport.  Harding said

When I woke up I initially didn’t know where I was but then I remembered a bit about being in Manchester airport and booking the flight to Paris - and thinking ‘oh sh*t.'

The moral of this story seems to be "don't drink in the north of England." At least not without packing a bag first.