2 September ('low key' night...well almost...)
I will often refer to 'low-key nights' in this blog and thought that I may have to expand on how a 'low key night' can turn into a 'not-low key-at-all' night, with all the 'hungover' and 'no-more-beer-for-me-ever' stupid consequences that such a change may encompass afterwards.
Such unexpected changes happened on 2 September.
Still tired from the previous nights, after waking up kind of late (at around 3pm, which is pretty regular these days for me), we decided to play it 'low-key' for the rest of the day and night.
We tried to shop and failed miserably, for the Nth time (no surprise there). Kev and I are just definitely not good that this. Lunch hours was far long and gone before I even opened my first eye, so we went for a short snack and coffee.
After some time spent at just wandering in the Melbourne streets and taking coffees or beers (but very reasonably, mind you), we decided to call it a day and went back home, very proud of ourselves for our sensible decision-making and actions.
Alas, we ended up short as soon as we stepped in Mother's Milk and started some wild conversations with the bartender of the mothers' milk and his brother. Living one floor up a bar can do that to you...
Instead of going upstairs and crash in our beds early, we finished late in the night downstairs, drinking a very wide variety of beers and rhum-cokes (including a bacardi 151 with coke...)...I think we went to sleep at around 2.30-3 am, but not sure...
3 September
Bar crawl organised by Kevin , went to 6 -7 different bars, one resto (i know, eating is cheating, but hey, one's gotta eat, right, mate?).
Before that, we went shopping for tee shirts and shorts: lasted 45 minutes, while going to 5 different shops (I actually found 1 pair of shorts, 2 tee shirts and a jumper). Try to do that with a girl and I'll pay you a pint.
Bar crawling started at around 2pm in the center of Melbourne and ended up at 1am in Mother's milk, brighton, melbourne. Pretty cool! Like all the other days, actually.
The bars were the following:
- Chez jerome (a kind of grungy cafe, with a lot of young students around): situated in a back alley (no other way to put it) in the middle of Melbourne. I wish we had places like his in Paris!!
- Rue Babylon
- The Lounge (student bar with massive balcony on 1st floor)
- Rooftop bar (bar on the rooftop)
- The toff in town
(dinner at chinese)
- Cookie
- Carlton (pub with a big terrasse and a stuffed girafe presented like a game trophy)
l place where you can eat and drink, very popular in Melbourne
- Mother's Milk
I will often refer to 'low-key nights' in this blog and thought that I may have to expand on how a 'low key night' can turn into a 'not-low key-at-all' night, with all the 'hungover' and 'no-more-beer-for-me-ever' stupid consequences that such a change may encompass afterwards.
Such unexpected changes happened on 2 September.
Still tired from the previous nights, after waking up kind of late (at around 3pm, which is pretty regular these days for me), we decided to play it 'low-key' for the rest of the day and night.
We tried to shop and failed miserably, for the Nth time (no surprise there). Kev and I are just definitely not good that this. Lunch hours was far long and gone before I even opened my first eye, so we went for a short snack and coffee.
After some time spent at just wandering in the Melbourne streets and taking coffees or beers (but very reasonably, mind you), we decided to call it a day and went back home, very proud of ourselves for our sensible decision-making and actions.
Alas, we ended up short as soon as we stepped in Mother's Milk and started some wild conversations with the bartender of the mothers' milk and his brother. Living one floor up a bar can do that to you...
Instead of going upstairs and crash in our beds early, we finished late in the night downstairs, drinking a very wide variety of beers and rhum-cokes (including a bacardi 151 with coke...)...I think we went to sleep at around 2.30-3 am, but not sure...
3 September
Bar crawl organised by Kevin , went to 6 -7 different bars, one resto (i know, eating is cheating, but hey, one's gotta eat, right, mate?).
Before that, we went shopping for tee shirts and shorts: lasted 45 minutes, while going to 5 different shops (I actually found 1 pair of shorts, 2 tee shirts and a jumper). Try to do that with a girl and I'll pay you a pint.
Bar crawling started at around 2pm in the center of Melbourne and ended up at 1am in Mother's milk, brighton, melbourne. Pretty cool! Like all the other days, actually.
The bars were the following:
- Chez jerome (a kind of grungy cafe, with a lot of young students around): situated in a back alley (no other way to put it) in the middle of Melbourne. I wish we had places like his in Paris!!
- Rue Babylon
- The Lounge (student bar with massive balcony on 1st floor)
- Rooftop bar (bar on the rooftop)
- The toff in town
(dinner at chinese)
- Cookie
- Carlton (pub with a big terrasse and a stuffed girafe presented like a game trophy)
l place where you can eat and drink, very popular in Melbourne
- Mother's Milk
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