While Jill showed off her moves, I chatted up a tall dark and handsome gentleman. I never really forgot how much fun it is to be single.
I wish I had pictures of the rest of our night, because this is where it really got interesting. We were trying to leave before bar time so we could get a taxi, but it really didn't work out and we could not flag one down. In our brilliant drunken judgement we decided that it would be easier to get a cab if we took the shuttle all the way to the other end of 16th street. We piled onto the shuttle with all the other drunken buffoons, and headed all the way down toward the civic center.
It wasn't until we piled off the shuttle that we noticed there were no cabs to be seen. We were a little worried, but started walking down Colfax towards Suzie's house, and the promise of a nice, warm bed. We walked a few blocks before it dawned on us that it was a few miles, and we really couldn't walk it in our stupid cha cha pumps. (God bless 'em)
Jill notices the number 15 bus, asks if he goes all the way to Colorado, and then asks, in that innocent Jill way, if he takes credit cards. Obviously he said no, but took pity on us and let us hop on the bus gratis. The bus was packed
, so we had to stand right next to the driver who asked us where exactly we needed to get off. There was no stop anywhere near our street, so he pulled over and let us off right where we needed so we wouldn't have to walk too far.
It was awesome, and we were really lucky because we could just as easily have been stranded.
Labels: Miscellaneous, What Was I Thinking?