We left the empty mall before any of us could have thoughts of lurking thieves or monsters … and hit the streets. It was a warm night, for a change we could walk around after dark without all the thick layers of clothing. Our first stop was Borne , some Fancy Bohemian located in the old parts of the city… it looked pretty ordinary from the outside but once inside we were welcomed by various samba grooves and the whole cast and crew of the Cirque de Soleil. We hit a couple of drinks and Carol and i hit the dancefloor, not really for dancing, more for observing the weird, wonderful and eccentric people that surrounded us, ive seen some pretty ‘special’ people in my life, but evrything i though i knew about any steroetypical person ws just instantly erased out of my mind.. here was a mixed hybrid species … and a dramatically beautiful one at that… Most look they were taken straight out of Prison or psych ward ad now were reformed and loved to dress up in colour and blow your mind with some amazing show…. All is good… afros,tattoos,beads, piercings, dreadlocks, puffy pants, funky shoes, al things shiny and shimmering from all over the world. Overall a realy uplifting bunch…. We stayed a while, danced some more… im not realy sure what we were waiting for.. . Maybe for something to fall out of the sky… with these kinda people in the mix you never knew whats going to happen. So when the crowds split, we made a move to ‘Otto’, the same 3floor club that i visited the previous Friday night, but when we arrived we were just about the only people there. We were driving with Xavi , and i suppose he had to do our biidding, it was after all 3 girls to one guy, he was out numbered in the head count and dealing with us girls and our opinions was a tough feat. He was begging to go home and we were begging to push on to the next location. In the en dit was agreed that he would drop us off, ok fine….. we jumped out , where ? i honestly cant tell you where it was … no idea… we checked i tour ,found only soem remaining scraps of the circus act and anna and i decided to duck, tail in legs…. After much persuasion Carol came with us.. . we called Xavi to come back to pick us up, it was really not a good idea to hang around this time of the morning. He came back, sporting a super calm exterior that showed nothing of the possible irritation i assumed he must be feeling… we hopped in , drove a grand total of 20m further and got pulled off by the cops…. Oh ***, Breathalizer…… I was sitting there not understanding a word of what was being said, feeling like a total idiot … well the cop let us go , it turned out Xavi passed with flying colours and i was suddenly proud of myself for drinking his shooters for him… (the few times Carol got us a drink he politely declined because of his driving duties and passed it my way ) so the night continues….and we got home Safe and sound. I’m pretty stoked about that one, its still pretty early, only around 04 :30. ( Note the Sacrcasm) I was dead !
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
Shooter Night
Time 00 :05. We just get out of the cinema ( We being : Anna , Carol , Xavi and Myself) . We watched ‘Shooter’ the main actor being the dude from planet of the apes. Its really shitty. Its a bunch of people killing each other about some american government scheme to assasinate the president. It has way to many slow motions of the guy running, all sweaty and dirty.. its not really my thing…. Its almost as bad as the guy with the american flag speedo at the BArcelona NAutiqueClub… he tends to pop up whenever you really are not in the mood to look at nut huggers…… i wish i had a photo to show you how bad it looks but i didnt have the guts to face it for more than a few seconds… so thus no photo … sorry !!!
We left the empty mall before any of us could have thoughts of lurking thieves or monsters … and hit the streets. It was a warm night, for a change we could walk around after dark without all the thick layers of clothing. Our first stop was Borne , some Fancy Bohemian located in the old parts of the city… it looked pretty ordinary from the outside but once inside we were welcomed by various samba grooves and the whole cast and crew of the Cirque de Soleil. We hit a couple of drinks and Carol and i hit the dancefloor, not really for dancing, more for observing the weird, wonderful and eccentric people that surrounded us, ive seen some pretty ‘special’ people in my life, but evrything i though i knew about any steroetypical person ws just instantly erased out of my mind.. here was a mixed hybrid species … and a dramatically beautiful one at that… Most look they were taken straight out of Prison or psych ward ad now were reformed and loved to dress up in colour and blow your mind with some amazing show…. All is good… afros,tattoos,beads, piercings, dreadlocks, puffy pants, funky shoes, al things shiny and shimmering from all over the world. Overall a realy uplifting bunch…. We stayed a while, danced some more… im not realy sure what we were waiting for.. . Maybe for something to fall out of the sky… with these kinda people in the mix you never knew whats going to happen. So when the crowds split, we made a move to ‘Otto’, the same 3floor club that i visited the previous Friday night, but when we arrived we were just about the only people there. We were driving with Xavi , and i suppose he had to do our biidding, it was after all 3 girls to one guy, he was out numbered in the head count and dealing with us girls and our opinions was a tough feat. He was begging to go home and we were begging to push on to the next location. In the en dit was agreed that he would drop us off, ok fine….. we jumped out , where ? i honestly cant tell you where it was … no idea… we checked i tour ,found only soem remaining scraps of the circus act and anna and i decided to duck, tail in legs…. After much persuasion Carol came with us.. . we called Xavi to come back to pick us up, it was really not a good idea to hang around this time of the morning. He came back, sporting a super calm exterior that showed nothing of the possible irritation i assumed he must be feeling… we hopped in , drove a grand total of 20m further and got pulled off by the cops…. Oh ***, Breathalizer…… I was sitting there not understanding a word of what was being said, feeling like a total idiot … well the cop let us go , it turned out Xavi passed with flying colours and i was suddenly proud of myself for drinking his shooters for him… (the few times Carol got us a drink he politely declined because of his driving duties and passed it my way ) so the night continues….and we got home Safe and sound. I’m pretty stoked about that one, its still pretty early, only around 04 :30. ( Note the Sacrcasm) I was dead !
We left the empty mall before any of us could have thoughts of lurking thieves or monsters … and hit the streets. It was a warm night, for a change we could walk around after dark without all the thick layers of clothing. Our first stop was Borne , some Fancy Bohemian located in the old parts of the city… it looked pretty ordinary from the outside but once inside we were welcomed by various samba grooves and the whole cast and crew of the Cirque de Soleil. We hit a couple of drinks and Carol and i hit the dancefloor, not really for dancing, more for observing the weird, wonderful and eccentric people that surrounded us, ive seen some pretty ‘special’ people in my life, but evrything i though i knew about any steroetypical person ws just instantly erased out of my mind.. here was a mixed hybrid species … and a dramatically beautiful one at that… Most look they were taken straight out of Prison or psych ward ad now were reformed and loved to dress up in colour and blow your mind with some amazing show…. All is good… afros,tattoos,beads, piercings, dreadlocks, puffy pants, funky shoes, al things shiny and shimmering from all over the world. Overall a realy uplifting bunch…. We stayed a while, danced some more… im not realy sure what we were waiting for.. . Maybe for something to fall out of the sky… with these kinda people in the mix you never knew whats going to happen. So when the crowds split, we made a move to ‘Otto’, the same 3floor club that i visited the previous Friday night, but when we arrived we were just about the only people there. We were driving with Xavi , and i suppose he had to do our biidding, it was after all 3 girls to one guy, he was out numbered in the head count and dealing with us girls and our opinions was a tough feat. He was begging to go home and we were begging to push on to the next location. In the en dit was agreed that he would drop us off, ok fine….. we jumped out , where ? i honestly cant tell you where it was … no idea… we checked i tour ,found only soem remaining scraps of the circus act and anna and i decided to duck, tail in legs…. After much persuasion Carol came with us.. . we called Xavi to come back to pick us up, it was really not a good idea to hang around this time of the morning. He came back, sporting a super calm exterior that showed nothing of the possible irritation i assumed he must be feeling… we hopped in , drove a grand total of 20m further and got pulled off by the cops…. Oh ***, Breathalizer…… I was sitting there not understanding a word of what was being said, feeling like a total idiot … well the cop let us go , it turned out Xavi passed with flying colours and i was suddenly proud of myself for drinking his shooters for him… (the few times Carol got us a drink he politely declined because of his driving duties and passed it my way ) so the night continues….and we got home Safe and sound. I’m pretty stoked about that one, its still pretty early, only around 04 :30. ( Note the Sacrcasm) I was dead !
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