Night on the town

When we finished dinner, we went back to the hotel to get beers from our minifridges and then seven of us took a taxi to a local nightclub called Yesterdays. We were drinking in the car and singing too. This is where my memory starts to get a little hazy. We had a few beers at the nightclub and Daniel challenged some of the locals to a game of dice, a local drinking game where you try to get poker hands. We have no idea how to play and Daniel lost bad. He doesn't remember playing. They had a stage with Chinese people singing and everyone dancing around. At least that's how I remember it. I later heard that it was only me dancing along. That is the extent of my memory of the evening. I heard the rest of the story from the people I was with the next day.

I woke up this morning at 5:00am, fully clothed with the exception of pants, and laying partially on my bed. The chairs were also flipped over. I had a cut in my hand and there was a bloody bandaid on the bathroom floor. I went back to sleep and got woken up at 1:00 pm by Daniel on the phone asking if I had seen his phone or wallet. He lost them. I went back to sleep and got up at around 3:00pm. Surprisingly I wasn't that hungover. I met with the rest of my team in the lounge, all of whom were in rough shape themselves. Then the stories started comming out.

First of all, I guess I put a beer on the table rather hard and it exploded in my hands which would explain the cut in my hand. I then went to the bathroom for a bandaid from the concierge guys in there. Then I went to use the urinal. One of the concierge guys started massaging my shoulders while I was peeing. I finished and ran out and told the others. That has to be one of the strangest things that has happened to me in a washroom, but they all got the same treatment.

After that, it was around 1:30 and the place was clearing out. There was no more singer on the stage so I guess I got up and dance. From my friends there, they told me that it wasn't regular dancing, it was more like kung foo dancing. I got the attention of the entire club. Oh boy. The club closed at 2:00am. We then went home and I don't remember paying the cabbie, but I guess I did.

A couple of the others went to the bar next door called Tommorows and got lost trying to find it. They went down the wrong hallway and walked into a room with a bunch of people with straws in their noses and white powder. Whoops! I guess there were even Chinese security guards there. I don't know what the guards were doing there, but they sure weren't checking for drugs.

So that was my insane evening. I'm here for another week and then heading back home to Montreal.