To the City - Part 2

So I decided to divide the day into two separate posts, just for the suspense. Anyway continuing on from the story, the fight continued, the three ‘fighters’ completely unaware that Nick, Jordan and myself were standing around, not sure what to say or do. I mean we were frustrated, but not enough to say anything. In the end, the three of us decided to go out ourselves, Jordan suggested we go to ‘speakeasy’. She said it was a fun place to go and socialize, maybe have a drink or two. I was a little hesitant at first, but then thought I might as well enjoy it while I’m here, no sense in being transported back to the 1920s without going to a speakeasy.I suddenly remembered it was Nick’s birthday! I reminded Jordan and she said she had already planned a little something for him. We quietly snuck out of the hotel room, not bothering to say goodbye, knowing they wouldn't even notice.

The bar was crowded, people everywhere, talking, dancing and drinking. I had never seen a bar quite like this, the girls were dressed in ‘flapper’ style, they all looked quite similar. Short bobbed hair and dark-coloured dresses with several tasseled layers. 

The lighting was dim and the air filled with smoke, but the atmosphere was fun, people seemed to be enjoying themselves immensely. We took a small corner table and unexpectedly a waiter came out with a cake and the whole room sang happy birthday to Nick. It was great; Nick was so surprised he almost jumped out of his chair.

Finally the cake was cut, by then I was starving. I took a piece with the giant cherry with the thought of missing home, popped it into my mouth and BANG! Again purple dust swirled around, I was back in my chair in front of a plate of peas and bread. 


Stephanie