life beyond the well…

i don’t usually do it, but…

Leave a comment

…i did last night. “it” being, go out. usually you can find me in my room of apartment 1604 at riverwalk townhomes- reading, sleeping, watching tv, catching up with friends via IM, eating, on the phone…doing a lot of things…but you can usually bet ALL of your money that you WON’T find me in downtown athens.

so, last night i broke that rule and put march madness to the side, as i went out to celebrate the birthdays of a few people that i have met since i’ve been here. i figured that since i don’t go out much, the least i could do is hang out with some people that i’ve met since i’ve been here and wish them a happy birthday. additionally, i figured it would be a good opportunity to reconnect with some people that i’ve met at a few events but haven’t seen in a while, and a chance to meet new people.

going out in athens has always been a completely different experience than anything that i’ve ever seen before. we started just by chillin’ at the house- having a few wings, playing spades, listening to music, talking to each other. think about the “traditional” black gathering with a grown and sexy twist. and what was very interesting to me is that even with a group of people my age, i noticed that we were separated by gender. the females were gathered in the living room, while the males were together in the kitchen. while a reversal of location, the separation was still the same. think about your own family gatherings, perhaps thanksgiving or christmas. usually you’ll find the females somewhere together in the kitchen, while the males are gathered in the living room (or any other large space with a television).

anyhow, after a short while (and after all the house punch was gone) we headed downtown to an establishment called “the G spot”, which ironically enough, reminded me of chapel hill’s east end martini bar. “the G spot” was our destination for the night, and i watched as it went from being nearly empty (when we arrived) to being simply just too packed for anyone’s own good (i mean, should it really take you about 7-10 minutes to travel a distance about 10-15 feet). simply moving around or shifting your body became extremely difficult. i definitely felt that somebody’s fire code was violated.

what i have noticed about athens, is that there never seems to be a “bad” night to go out, unless there is NOBODY in town. night after night, every evening establishment (and there are several) seems to be packed to capacity, with lines outside. in chapel hill, i definitely remember going out with my girls a couple of times on a random monday or tuesday night just to get a drink and to unwind…and it there were hardly ANY people there. i felt that everyone was glad to see us because they weren’t really expecting any business.

anyhow…so i went out. and it was alright. definitely not something i’d do on the regular, or maybe even in the near future (the desire isn’t there) but i do enjoy celebrating birthdays as much as the next person.

so there’s my night out experience. since it’s so rare, i figured i’d write about it.


Author: erin.almond

God-chaser. NC native, now planted in Jacksonville, FL. Happily married to a handsome church-planting pastor. I am easily excited by Jesus, education, cupcakes, Moleskine notebooks, and Pepsi. Overwhelmed by God's amazing grace, undeserving of His love and mercy.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s