Sunday, June 04, 2006

Sunday morning, 04Jun06. Been a fairly eventful weekend although it's now winding down.

Friday night found most of us at the bar having a few drinks. The pressure was off as our projects had all been submitted earlier that afternoon. We were playing Jenga while chugging beer with a shot of tequila as the "prize" for the loser. We were all getting fairly plastered when in came a fair number of older people who proceeded to have a party at the bar right then and there. Apparently, one of them had been recognized for 20 years of service and this was an "anniversary" party. The drinks were flowing and there was highly old-school music from a Bose mp3 player one of them had brought. They drew us into their party and off we went. It was good fun until the bar closed down for the night at half eleven.

Having no more drinks, we came up with the idea of going to either of the 2 pubs just within walking distance from the campus. Both were closed by this time and, desperate for more alcohol, we decided to proceed to St Albans for a trip to a club, any club, that would serve us. In 2 cabs, we went to Adelaide Street, to a club called (adequately enough) Adelaide.

In retrospect, our cab driver the next day mentioned that this particular club was a "meat market". Indeed it was as 95% of the clientele were men looking for women. The available women were basically dancing with anyone who would dance with them. Unfortunately, there weren't any great-looking women at that club.

One woman, I think she was in her late 30s or early 40s, kept dancing with our group, going from one of us to another. This went on all night. All. Night. At 3am, we staggered out of the club and headed for home, plastered out of our minds.

Saturday afternoon, since none of us managed to get up in the morning, saw us heading into the city for some shopping on Oxford Street. I managed to pick up a couple shirts and a pair of shoes which were on sale. Not to worry, I asked the opinion of some of our female companions before making the purchase. We then had dinner at this Thai restaurant served by authentic Thai people. Good stuff, really. After dinner we went to this bar called Art Bar. Pretentious place with seemingly good looking people out to see and be seen. After 1 drink, we left. I hate bars that cater to that type of crowd.

There was a huge misunderstanding about the trains going back home, though, so we ended up taking a cab from Watford Junction which cost us roughly £18. Highway robbery, if you ask me. Although it was a little past midnight so we had little choice.

I woke up for breakfast because I was starving this morning. None of our other companions managed to get out of bed though. Everyone was pretty tired. Oh well.

Cheers!

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