I got a text from a very good friend asking if I was free this past weekend for a girls night out. She and I went to high school together but have only seen each other once since then. It was time for a girls night out. With the dads watching the kids, we headed out for our all-night adventure. The last time we went out we were teenagers and crashed a party. Now in our early thirties, we wondered what to do. She doesn’t live in the capital town that I do so we thought we’d do some tourist-y things here.
We walked the longest pedestrian bridge (that I know of) which is lit up with colorful lights over the river. It was beautiful and allowed us to catch up a bit and also plan our night.
From there we headed to a local comedy club. Neither of us having been there, we were confused by the line of people sitting inside the ticket-purchasing booth telling each other jokes. We don’t know for certain what they were doing since we decided to move on.
Our next stop was the outdoor market downtown. Filled with bars, restaurants and fun night life, we were sure we’d find something interesting. We did. We ate a light extremely tasty dinner at an establishment known for its beer selection. I wasn’t drinking (I’m allergic to wheat, plus I’ve been battling a sore throat so alcohol was out for me-not to mention I’ve had a problem with alcohol in the past) but my friend tried a hard cider which she said was very good, and a “double chocolate stout float” which she said was not very good. We listened to excellent live music in a room with saucers covering every square inch of the walls and ceiling. The part we liked best was the line of tap spouts in the wall with a penny backsplash. Okay so I don’t know if I described that well (and I didn’t get a photo) but hopefully you get the idea.
From there we decided to walk up and down the street enjoying the entertainment and sounds of fun coming from each location. Among them we saw: a dual piano bar; a local sporting team clothing store, another bar with oddly a woman giving a lap-dance to a man standing up (which of course we all know the lap disappears when standing so what would they call that?) and walked over yet another bridge over the river.
Needing to use the restroom, we headed back to where we’d already paid the cover fee. It was just after 11 when we started yawning. Fortunately we recognized that we’ve matured (some might say we’ve gotten old) enough to not have to stay out until the wee hours of the morning if we didn’t want to. So when we tired of the couple inappropriately making out in the very public corner, and the drama of the ladies around us, we headed for home.
Overall we called it a success because after all we did stay out almost 6 hours! So we might be old and party poopers but we had fun catching up with each others lives and at the end of the night agreed that we needed to go out again soon! I’m going to make that happen and maybe this time we’ll make it to midnight!...but we’re both okay if we don’t.
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