Tonight I decided since I was all by my lonesome, actually not tired, and still without most of the luxuries of home, I would attempt to go out tonight. I have to admit I was pretty nervous about this since one of my fears is doing things by myself that are typically not solo events such as movies, shows, and well, bars. I have a fear of being “that single girl.”
I found a listing of bars and narrowed it down to two I was fairly interested in… got ready and headed out the door somewhere around 10pm. The Mill Street District is only a few miles away from me. Last time I was in that area it took me somewhere around 7 minutes to get there. This time, that was an understatement.
After being stuck in traffic the last mile or so that lasted about 25 minutes (no, I am not exaggerating), I found a metered spot on the road and hopped over to it. It was then I discovered that in Tempe, a quarter gets you 10 minutes. It was shortly after that I discovered that not only would a taxi probably be a better option in order to combat traffic and the cost of parking, but there are bike taxis as well that I definitely need to look into.
I ended up not wanting to sit in a crowded line and probably never even get a beer since I only had enough change to cover 28 minutes so I ended up driving around and learning the area.
ASU kids really like to party, though it could’ve been that they won today.. I should probably look at the football schedule. Typically I am not the bar hopper type, but I found myself really wanting to take a night and a taxi and see what there is. There seem to be a lot of cute trendy bars, Irish pubs, dueling pianos, and of course your typical college skank bars. Unfortunately, my bar hopping buddies are still back in the midwest and so I am not sure I want to do a whole bar hopping fiesta by myself.
So, in the end, I got all dressed up tonight (and damn did I look cute I have to admit) and was even debating sparking up a conversation with a man that probably wouldn’t have ended up being the future Mr. Bartz. I didn’t get that far, but I am trying to look on the bright side. I know now what to watch out for when I attempt that again, and at least I got one step closer to defeating the fear of going out alone.