I HATED my 20th and I'm not going back.
It was in a hotel ballroom and it was $125 per person. Husband would not go, so I went with my gang of people from HS that still keep in touch. There are about 12 of us total.
It was bad. The food was bad, the music was bad, several people decided to dress up as hookers (no really, this was their stylish way of dressing), and the photos we had to pay for turned out really crappy. Two people at our table didn't even get food served.
My friends and I decided we wouldn't go again but at milestone years, we'd get together and have our own thing. We get together anyway once and again, so this is better.
Frankly, outside of my circle of friends, I didn't remember anyone else and felt stupid. Most of the time, I was found saying, "Oh, how are you?" and the classic, "Oh, my goodness, of course I remember that in class!" when, of course, I had no idea who they were or what they were talking about.
The bonus part happened when the hotel security came in and told us to close up. It was about 9:45 pm and they said that the hotel guests below the ballroom (the ballroom was on the top floor of the hotel tower) were complaining and we had to leave. The class president and total A-Type personality Alpha female who ran the reunions did get a huge refund, but she kept that for future reunions.
