Not too long ago I was out in the Castro. Dancing up a sweat at the crowded Cafe, and wondering why I paid the $3 cover to get trampled on by men with no shirts on. After promptly leaving at 2am. Well, getting booted out rather. Two nice guys came up to us to ask where the after party was. We looked around and said, "what after party?" They, being from NY, wondered why in the world everything closes at 2am, and you can't find a place to get a drink. Pondering this for a moment I started to get annoyed too. Yeah! Why in the world does our city shut down at 2? We are just as cool as NYC, or London, or Vegas. Especially Vegas. Ok, before I do continue I would like to say that I am not even one to stay out late. Im totally ok with going out at 7 and being in bed by 11. I much prefer it. But on those rare occaisons that you just don't want the night to end, it would be nice to have some place to go.
See exhibit A: Canada. We drove up to Vancouver on a Friday night (I think). Randomly found a hotel, and proceeded to take the palce by storm. If you have never been to Vancouver, you must go. The people are gorgeous, and fit, and easy going. I don't think I have ever had a bad time in Canada actually. So, continuing. Even though the city was winding down we were still up and ready to party. With nothing open but a little Chinese place, we wondered in on a mission. I am going to blame it on part innebraition, part stupidity, but about ten minutes later we walked out with a $60 case of some sort of Canadian beer. Kanoeke maybe (???). $60 spent on 12 beers. Beers that by the time we got back to the hotel were of no intrest to us. All we saw were beds.
See exhibit B: Last night. I love nights that start out with me saying "I want a low key night, maybe jsut a glass of wine." Then end up with me not actually getting into bed until 4am. Same story. It was 2am. The bar was closing, and we were not at all ready to sleep yet. Oh, but wait, what's that? A taqueria with an open sign, and a neon Corona light in the window. YES!
"What would you like?"
"Can we buy a beer?"
"Sure"
"Can we buy a 12 case of beer?"
pause. more pause.
"Sure."
"Can we get cold ones?"
"Yep"
"Do they all cost the same?"
"Yep"
"Can we have 6 Coronas, 3 Modelos, and 3 Heinekiens?"
"Sure."
Renee and I can't stop smiling.
"That will be $45 please."
fuck.
"OK."
I was pretty proud of our saavy ingenuity. And no, it probably wasn't worth it. But niether was that hat I bought last year and never wear.