Ok blog thread. If you want to hear about bar hopping, then this is the post for you. If you don't, well, read it anyways or don't. You won't hear about how I ended the night at a gay leather fetish bar.
Ok. So this afternoon I was all hyper and really wanted to go out since last night was a bit of a bust, so I text two of my friends to see if they want to go to a bar tonight, both said yes. One of them said her roommate and his bf would also like to come, which is awesome because I love them both. So we go to our usual haunt and the front room was full because of a band, so we head to the back room, which was crowded because of karaoke. Well, the karaoke was terrible and after we finished our drinks and chatted for a bit, we decided to head to a different bar on the street. (There are a LOT of bars on this street.) The next one we go to was virtually empty and there was some DJ playing the weirdest stuff (like it'd go from trance to metal to drum and bass and so on). I didn't get a drink, but the others did, so we hung around until they all finished and decided to move on, but we didn't know where. We didn't want to go to this one gay bar because it's PACKED on Thursdays due to being both ladies night and also karaoke night and we didn't want to go to some of the other ones since we knew they would be virtually empty like the one we were currently in. One of my friends brings up this bar called Serpent, saying it's a great bar and is actually kind of a great place. I knew where Serpent was, but I'd never really known what it was, because you couldn't see in the windows. I told her this and then she says that's because it's a gay male leather fetish bar. I was all "whut" but the two guys thought it sounded interesting and since my friend doesn't tend to exaggerate, we all agree to head there. Well, she was right. The place had a gorgeous bar, the bartender was really nice, and the drinks were really good. Only problem was there were no other women there. None. Zip. And the men there kept staring. And next to the bar was a cushioned chair that was obviously a BJ chair. And there was a mini fetish store up front. And one of the two bathrooms was obviously the bathroom to have sex in. And the men kept staring at me and my friend, maybe because we were girls, maybe because they thought we were lesbians because we wouldn't leave each other's side. But then there was the music. We walked in and Under Pressure was playing. During our time there we heard songs like Tubthumping, She Blinded Me With Science, the theme from Friends, and so on. I LOVED the music. My friend and I agreed that if there were women in this bar, we would totally come all the time. But I'm pretty sure that the men who kept sitting in the BJ chair were sad we were there because they couldn't get any. So we agreed to come in drag next time just so the guys wouldn't feel so uncomfortable.
TL;DR: Most interesting bar hopping experience I've ever had and probably will ever have.
