January 21, 2007

• Life never seems to get boring and I made my maiden trip down to St James Power Station last night with Nic. Totally clueless, we joined the first queue we saw and it was rather long. At least we did not feel that old after checking out the fellow patrons. Whilst queuing, this chap sauntered towards us for directions and I my answer was that I did not have a clue, I was just waiting for the stamp, which should grant me access to all the rooms. He got the same answer from the others and sought help from the door bitch instead. Now why did he not think of that in the first place?

  Anyway, I turned out to be right and we could venture anywhere once we had the stamp. We almost got lost immediately and I felt that they should provides maps of the place, at least for those who are there for the first time. We finally found our destination, Power House, where another friend, X, of mine was. However, it was packed to the brim and we found it a turn off so we settled down at the corridor and watched football.

  X could not locate the bar, so I had to look for her again in Power House. What followed was either a great way to create a first impression (sort of, had not seen her for two years) or how to make a complete fool out of yourself, whichever way you look at it, or both. Bored of waiting due to the high volume of human traffic, I attempted to vault over the staircase divider. What should have been a simple crossover for someone with legs as long as mine did not materialise. Instead, I fell off the railing. If anyone witnessed a tall guy in white falling off the staircase railing at Power House yesterday, it was me. Personally, I found it hilarious, I wish someone took a video of it and I would include it in this entry. Having suffered only a few bruises, I picked myself up immediately. What followed was merry chatting, dancing and drinking with X and her friends.

  Just before we called it a night, we headed to Dragonfly as the girls deposited their bags there. There was a police raid and we had to wait more than half an hour for its completion. The rain only made the wait more uncomfortable. Oh well, at least it was not pouring.

  It was a good night.

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