We met at Tristans around nine. Joddee, Myself, and Neal. I was already getting way sleepy at this point, and the night had yet to begin. If only I knew what was in store.... haha. So, we decided to walk down to Frank N' Hanks (this was only our first walk of the bipedal evening). The bar was reminiscent of what seemed to be old school Hollywood . Back from the era of Hollywood glamour. It was small, and the dartboard and jukebox took up the majority of the room. There we met Morgan, Ingrid, and Nicole . While we were there, Joddee's friend, was kind enough to send us a pizza to the bar, from wherever he was at! It was way rad! Thank You to whoever you are... haha. So we stay for a little bit, and walk towards some sea-themed Bar attached to a hotel ( I am not sure if it was a hotel or apartments, but definitely a hotel at some point in time).
We all agreed to walk there, not knowing how far the trek would be... We walk for about 15-20 minutes, and arrive at the deserted bar. It was dead dead dead. We had a drink and got out of there. At this point it was already a weird vibe walking around K town dead on a Thursday night. There were talks of Karaoke, but we opted to walk back to Tristans instead.. it was 1 and we had a 20 minute walk ahead of us.
During the long walk back, the gang continued to get distracted, wanting to head into the shadiest of Bars. The oddest one l was probably " Temptation: Bara Latina ", Which in fact was NOT a strip club, but some other hispanic dive. Tristan described it best, as we walked in "it was like an old fashioned western, where everyone stops talking and stares at us as we walk through the saloon doors". So, we got the hell out of there post haste. Made it back, went home, and went to sleep.
Overall, a very odd night. I guess because we were away from the usual stomping ground. The feelings linger on into today....