Wow, what a Saturday! We were supposed to be four girls, but in the end it was only me and Lotta who swaggered over to Engelen. We had loads of fun anyways! The entrance fee was a bit hefty, but after two bottles of wine at Lotta’s place we were on the move and eager to dance. After a short pit stop at the ladies we went for the bar and the live band. Unbelievingly loads of people everywhere! We had to fight our way to the bar. I was quite astonished that the clientele was rather middle aged (read: like 10 years older than me). A tequila went down and then a beer. On stage was Farbror Fläsk. A cool cover band and it was hard not to sing along.
More drinks and down it went to the dance floors. At Engelen you do not have to be afraid of being alone. Seriously. People (read: non Swedish men) cannot leave you alone. Sure, it is nice to be appreciated and my self esteem got a real boost. But oh how I longed for my beau. We had a blast and I am still in shock that I got to the subway in time to catch the last bus home. And I was not sober at all! My darling had heaps of fun over me when he met me half way home.
Yesterday I have to admit that I rather regretted the vast amounts of alcohol that went down on Saturday. Sunday was spent in the sofa in a heap of self pity and with my darling as my servant. What would I do without him? *kisses for you my darling!*
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