<human>: Well this actually happened in the summer of 2011. Better late than never I guess?

Since me and some friends decided to go clubbing in a city nearby, I invited them over to pre-drink at my place. 
To get to the club, you have to take a 25 minute train ride. The last one until 4:30am departs at 12:30am, so this is the one we always take.

By 11pm all my friends were at the table and started to get a little tipsy. Fast forward.
12:15am: my friends, the booze and I left the house to go to the train station. Luckily, we made it on the train just in time. We were all pretty drunk by now, but still holding alright.

~ 12:40am: next stop was ours. Apparently this is when I thought the time was right to take a piss. I was then sprinting - in reality probably just crawling - to the bathroom in the back of the wagon (My memory of this part is a little cloudy..).
~ 12:55am: I woke up on the pooper. After I most definitely washed my hands, I got out of the train at the next stop.
~ 1:10am: I must have realized that there was no club to be found near this train station. So by now I was wandering around this little town, trying to find the club or at least the way back to the train station I had just left.
~ 1:45am: didn't find shit. I remembered that the next train wouldn't arrive until roughly 4:30am anyway, so I figured that the only way out of this dilemma would be a call to my parents (my smartphone was broken, so I just had a good ole Nokia with me which had neither gps, internet nor a color screen).
~ 1:50am: I called my parents and told them the name of the street I was currently sitting on. They figured out in which town the train's next stops were and told me to sit tight.
~ 3:00am: I got in the car and fell asleep immediately. 

Turns out I walked about a kilometer away from the train station.

Summarize the given text in a few sentences.
<bot>: Got shitfaced, missed my stop by sleeping in train's bathroom on the way to the club. Parents had to drive 2 hours in the middle of the night to get me.