That’s the best part of the night, drunkenly wandering around the empty streets, hoping you have enough in you to make it to your own property, sometimes you make it, sometimes you sleep under a pedestrian swing bridge untill the sun comes up and you emerge out like a whisky soaked troll scaring the mid morning joggers.
After enough pints, I have no memory of this place.
I once took a shortcut through a golf course, snoozed on the 11th green.
Just American Things.
What is this “walking” people are talking about? The thing horses do?
I dont need lights, I walk about 80% of the way with eyes closed, peeking a bit from time to time.
Gonna be honest, this is absolutely fun. Especially when you are either stoned or drunk.
Not always the greatest fun. I got “pulled over” walking home one time. I was cutting through a plaza as my complex was behind it. Thankfully in Florida it isn’t illegal to be drunk in public, it’s only illegal to be disorderly or a threat to yourself/others. Which makes sense to me, if you don’t have an open container and aren’t yelling at strangers, walking home is the best option many times. That said it was also ruled years ago in Florida that having a bag of mushrooms in your pocket isn’t illegal. As the courts rules the standard person cannot discern whether or not a mushroom is psychosomatic… Thus people should be able to walk around with foraged or store bought mushrooms as it’s their freedom to enjoy them.
Meanwhile, in the city I just get on the train. Going out and then having to drink your drunk/tired/etc self home is miserable.
Drinking yourself home sounds more wild than the party itself, never know what you might get into
