Going Out

I was on since before we even stepped into the elevator. Wearing jeans and Bria's tank top, belt necklace and eye liner to the max, hair greased back and pre-rockin' to Beyonce in our hotel suite. Met the boys in the lobby and we are off to Long Street.

Our first bar was dark, crowded, and writhing, the way I like it. Full of Africans. Downed a vodka coke and danced with my group. Rihanna and Britney blaring over the speakers. I think I was having more fun than anyone because they decided to skip out and we walked down the block to the next place.

Our second bar was an Irish pub. Large, roomy, full of smoke, full of white people, full of bad dancers. DJ on the synthesizer with a face mike, karaoke singing all of his songs. Here we have Bon Jovi, Journey, Shaggy, can't remember what else but it wasn't very rhythmic. Seany is all over the bar making friends. He meets an American, Steve from Delaware, and the consensus is quick that Steve is adorable. I talk to him and find out that he's here in Cape Town volunteering for the year. He lives in a shit apartment. The boys trade phone numbers.

Vodka sour shots! We meet some Irish fishermen at the bar.  I talk to the DJ. He learns that we are American and in a choir and now we're his for the rest of the night. He spends a lot of time with us. The music gets better. There is some spontaneous kissing. More dancing. Carmen is loving the DJ. More dancing. Sean now knows every single person in the bar. More dancing. I drink glasses of water.

Third bar! Gay bar! We climb out of our cabs and into a dark, half empty room. Unenthusiastic karaoke is going on amidst the thumpa thumpa. I make friends with a Xhosa dude who immediately picks me up to dance. He sings me the Click Song and offers to come by our hotel to teach us. I karaoke to "Shoop." More vodka sour shots. Philip and I do a lot of mirror dancing. Carmen is not allowed to drink anymore. The gays are all over Sean. There is a lot of sloppiness going on. The Nigerians show up and my Xhosa friend warns us we should leave. Bria has taken a picture of every male in the room.

Carmen and I venture downstairs to use the bathroom but there are things going on in the corner so we duck outside. Wait for everyone to make it into a cab. Stumble out at our five star hotel. Go to sleep for we have a busy day of sightseeing ahead.