Wednesday 15 May 2013

One Night In Grungeland

Went to a place called Nest on Saturday - a fancy rooftop lounge in Nana. I had been there a few times before with the old pub crawl group, but tonight was a Grunge themed night, and I had a friend whose band was playing. It was sponsored by some or other vodka brand, and there were two free bottles being given away for the best dressed.

Girlfriend set her mind on winning herself a bottle of Vodka. This of course meant that we would arrive late as she had to go buy shoes, cut her hair, colour her hair, and then go to the Tesco looking for a checkered shirt, which was not a fruitful venture.

The end result was that my outfit now had to be butchered - and she stole my shirt.


We arrived during the last song of the set.

While I was grabbing us some drinks, she ran into one of her friends, so she ended up at their table, and I sat with my friends. My little group consisted of the band, their girlfriends, and a strange little Austrian girl called Fleur. She instantly grabbed my attention with her vibrant, vermilion hair.

A conversation struck up and ended up talking for what seemed like hours... I had a long night planned out... It was Immortal's anniversary, and a friend's birthday, but I didn't really want to leave... and it was at that point that Girlfriend's friends left and she joined our table. I had already explained our odd relationship to Fleur, but she kind of withdrew after that. She was curious about it, but made it clear that it freaked her out.
It wasn't long after that before I was ready to leave, but I made sure to grab her details.

I don't remember much of Immortal but I do remember that it was packed. At some point the owner grabbed me and pulled me into the pit, which is probably why I could not move when I woke up on Sunday. Can't tell if I'm not moshing enough or getting old.. either way - it's not good.

The usual farang crowd was noticeably absent, so Girlfriend had noone to talk to. She made sure to show that she was bored and becoming disgruntled, so we didn't stay for too long.

We didn't feel like going back to the Khlong, so we went to her boyfriend's house party where everyone was drunk and carefree, garbling nonsense at me.

I spent the rest of the night dreaming of the girl with vermilion hair..