On Saturday night, T, C, J, A and I went out and did a little bit of bar hopping. Allison met us fresh from a psychology conference (3 course) fancy dinner at the monestary, a boat and waking tour of the city. We were sitting outside a bar near the canal, and the server upset T because he accused him of using an improper term in dutch OF WHICH T DID NOT DO!!!! We left that bar and went to the White Cat, a bar where people actually sit AT a bar. Something I did not think about at the time, but was that very few people actually sit at the bar. (a: since there apparently are none in gent, according to T & C). Tom was super excited about this. So we had our bar sitting experience and I think this is when things got weird. I got drunk, and I think T and C might have as well. C and A chatted with some Belgian guys and T and I gossiped about the Belgian guys. We had a few drinks at this bar and then headed toward the Flamingo which was a secret (no signs outside) bar with a low ceiling, very, very smoky and dark. In the back room, there was a DJ playing a very interesting array of music ranging from big band to doo wap to hip hop and some light favorites. All of us eventually made our way into this back room to dance (a: Jennifer took a little while. courtney and i wasted no time - we were ready for some dancing). T somehow scored some free drink tickets and told me to go to the bar with him so we could “buy the ladies something to drink”. Champagne.
Can’t remember much, but Allison was hit on by a Belgian woman. (a: apparently, she liked my dancing b/c she said, "your dancing is hot. i just want to dance next to you." then, she introduced me to her very tall friend who had previously touched my shoulder and then said something (that i didn't understand) and said, "oh, i thought you were someone else." nice.)
We danced a lot and it was hot and smoky and sweaty. A few times I looked up and realized I was at the center of a dancing circle and quickly danced out of it, confused and flattered. We stayed at the white cat for quite a while , until 5am. The rest of the evening the following events may or may not have happened in the following manner:
I tried to leave the bar with my beer, and the bouncer crossed his arms as he saw me approaching and told me I could not leave the bar with my beer. I did not realize I had it! I put it down and it tipped over, spilling a little bit on the floor.
Courtney spoke sternly to someone, either the bouncer or a guy that followed us out of the bar and gave her her sweater. She may have told him he was creepy, and he may have said, “I was just waiting for my friend”
We tried to get a cab ride back to the house, but two cab drivers in a row denied us because there were 5 of us. Too many. T tried really hard to negotiate, and became upset. When we finally got a cab driver that let us all in the car, he may have told the cab driver that all of the other cab drivers in the city were *explicative*.. Allison may have simultaneously held her hand over Tom’s mouth and used her other hand to hold up Courtney’s sleeping head in the front seat.
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