As a person that pretty much has lived in a cave, I never understood bar hopping that much. I always secretly ask myself (and some friends) why people would drink in one place, then go to another place just to drink again. What’s even more mind-boggling is that the places are almost similar and that you’d probably be drinking just the same.
Now I didn’t know it’s called bar hopping or pub crawl or what have you. It was just weird to me but when I learned that it’s called bar hopping, it became less weird to me because I’m familiar with the term and it’s not like a new term to me. So yea, going to different places that are similar to each other to drink similar kinds of drinks is not too weird after all.
Last Wednesday, a colleague of mine celebrated his 1-year at our work and he treated us like a champ. We ate at Wingstop, then stopped by at Publiko (damn Bacardi 151), then went to Imperial Taguig, then Prive Luxury Club, then Time, then the red light district area in Makati. So there I just did bar hopping myself.
Now it was quite an achievement to me because I’ve never been to The Fort Taguig ever. I would pass by there when going to airport but really I haven’t been there to party (as if I do party that much). So Fort has been added to the #bucketlist.
Imperial is a nice place and is quite loud just like any other club or bar or whatever it’s really called. Ambiance is good and the place is really good (running out of adjectives).
We quickly went to Prive with my other colleague and it was a good place as well. There are a lot of pretty people inside. I read it’s a luxury club kind of thing and I can sort of feel that by looking at how people are dressed, how they look and whatnot.
Then we went to Time in Makati. We spent even less time there but the place looks interesting. Then the last place is the Bronx which is in P.Burgos. I heard a lot about this place and that it’s a red light district so I was a bit worried going there. Just as I expected, the girls there aren’t your typical tweetums ones but they’re the ones who would twerk at you with hopes of you paying them a fortune. Fortunately, they are made for foreigners as they don’t quite make the cut in terms of looks, etc. But then again, P.Burgos is added to the #bucketlist.
Went home around 7am and it was very depressing to go home with the sun already shining. But you’re too tired to be depressed so you just go to bed, sleep and endure the headache when you wake up.