Party of One...

One of the biggest problem with moving to a new place is you've got no friends... Not many people would go out alone... they'll probably just chill out at home...

Fortunately for me, I've had a bit of experience with business trips where I end up in a foreign place all alone... so going out to bars, clubs, malls, tourist attractions, etc by myself is nothing new.

The only problem with it is when something funny or interesting happens, you can't really tell your friends about it... 'cause they're in another city/country! Sharing a story is part of the fun of going out... so I'm going to share my stories with my few but loyal readers.

Anyway, last night I decided to go to a club... nice place... but it got way too crowded by 1am... I don't know, maybe I'm just getting old... it used to be fun going to packed clubs... now I'm thinking about how irresponsible the doormen are in letting this many people into the place. I'm sure it violates fire department regulations about how many people can be inside at one time.

Anyway, the music was good... the bartender was joining me in getting tipsy... the 'view' was quite impressive... so after a couple of drinks, a group of really gorgeous came in... we're talking about long legs, great body, very stylish... definitely the best looking girls in the club... everybody was checking them out so I'm pretty sure that it wasn't the alcohol affecting my vision.

I noticed one of them needed a light... so I walked over and lit her cigarette. Introduced myself and asked her name... the voice that replied was A MAN'S VOICE!!! He/she was a Khatoey (Thai Lady Boy)... I recognized the Thai accent, having been in Bangkok earlier this month... these guys really get around!

Alarms were going off in my head... RED ALERT! RETREAT! RETREAT! RETREAT!

If my friends were there, we would have been laughing our heads off... at my expense, but it would all be in good fun...

Later, the bartender, who was a bit tipsy courtesy of drinks he had with everybody at the bar sets up a Flaming Lamborghini for a group of people... I could see that it was unstable... but hey, he did this for a living... so why bother him with the details... well, while pouring the flaming sambuca down the bottle (which was used as a tower), the bottle fell over and broke! Oh well...

Wonder what I'll do next weekend...