I got pwn3d.

One of my closest friends is getting married, and as his best man, it fell to me to plan the bachelor party. One of the planned events was paintball at Canobie Paintball in Windham, NH.

I was a bit nervous to play, as the weather reports were not looking favorable and we were going to be drinking quite heavily the night before. However, plans were made and we were resolved to shoot each other.

After a few hours of sleep (and cleaning up a huge puddle of vomit), we made our way south to the paintball field. Canobie Paintball rates a 5 out of 10 on my scale of paintball fields. After having been told over the phone that we would definitely have private games just for our group, it turned out that this was not the case.

It worked out okay, but as far as I am concerned, if you are going to run a business you should make sure all your employees know what's going on. It worked out okay because there weren't a lot of walk-ons, but I was fairly pissed anyway.

Another thing that pissed me off was the staff. They were very pushy, and really rushed us from game to game. We were given seven minutes to refill on air and paintballs, clean paint off masks, get a drink or a snack, or simply take a breather. Due to the lack of people there, I am not sure what the rush was.

The games were also a little rushed, simply due to the size of the fields. Almost all the fields were kind of short, with the exception of one open field that had all kinds of bunkers and obstacles. I am sure that Canobie Paintball is somewhat restricted due to lack of real estate, but they probably could have consolidated two courses into one. Aside from all the bitching, we really did have a good time.

Our last game pitted the bachelor and myself against everyone else. The rules were simple - we had to kill everyone twice, but they could not kill us - hits on us did not count. It was basically a chance for everyone to engage in severely anti-social behavior and hurt us as much as possible. I have no idea how long it lasted.

It felt like ten minutes perhaps, but when you are getting peppered by dozens of 68 caliber paintballs travelling at 275 feet per second, time seems to slow.

At least I didn't cry.

[tags]bachelor, canobie, drinking, nh, paintball, party, vomit, windham[/tags]