May-Britt wrote a post last week about ways to get out of a bachelorette party. Now I can also use those tips very well for when I have to waltz through the city on a beer bike or walk into a restaurant with a ridiculous dressed “becoming bride”, but making a weekend in Ibiza or the city of London (without weird costumes) unsafe? Then I will definitely join.

I asked here in the editorial office what fun things there are to do so that you can be sure everyone will show up or at least wants to come. So suppose you get to organize such a party soon or maybe you are the lucky one who is getting married, then you will definitely impress with this.

– Boating through the canals with music, food, and wine.

– “Weekend to a champagne house,” Lies shouts, after which May looks a bit sour, because weekends away are never a good idea, she thinks. “Then you're stuck for two days with people you don't all know.”

– May wants to sail, row, and ride horses. In any case, do something and a bachelorette party always has a moment where you have to endure something. “Or water skiing, as long as there's laughter.”

– Lies, on the other hand, seems to want nothing to do with that. “The obligation to throw a bachelorette party is the reason I don't see marriage as a good idea anyway, but for a dear friend, I don't mind sorting out tea leaves and such. But if I get to choose, I would prefer to do something with drinks, a wine course, or a festival. No forced activities with sports or anything creative, I don't like that. Wine wine wine. Always a good idea.”

– “With a private jet back and forth to London. It can also be easyJet by the way, doesn't have to be private, but going back and forth to another city is cool. As long as you sleep in your own bed at night,’ says May-Britt again.

– A surprise element is always very nice. I think so too. And it doesn't have to be that suddenly a stripper is in the room, but for example that the bride is taken somewhere as a surprise. That she didn't organize it herself, so to speak. Let this be organized by her dearest friend, because she knows best what is and isn't fun.

– Lunching at The Jane in Antwerp; nice and close (but still abroad) seems really great to me.

– And last but not least, what we actually all think is the best idea ever (thanks Liesbeth) is taking the Thalys to Paris, then having lunch at a long table on the terrace of L’avenue and then having a glass in the inner garden of Hotel Plaza Athénée and then taking the train back. That’s it. That seems the best to us.