Good party last night
Went to a party in Wainui street last night. Tried a bit of an experiment and biked to the party, so I would not have problems getting home. There are late buses, but only one an hour and I have to catch two to get home. The ride was about 10km each way. I was pleasantly surprised to find that it only took me 45 minutes, making it faster than it would have been getting the bus. I love the freedom of biking or walking - there is nothing external to stop you or hold you up from travelling to where you are going.
Party was fun. Had a good conversation with muggie2 when I first arrived about political theory/economics/psychology/soc. Me being naturally a 'thoughtful' type I think it gave me a sufficient confidence *bounce* for the rest of the party. Yay.
Later I ended up in a group of people discussing some of the 'legendary' student party flats of a few years ago (actually circa 95), the homes of a few of the parties from my first year. The group included people I normally don't talk to much, so it was nice to find something in common we could all have a few laughs about. Most of the flats had names such as 'The Watchtower', 'Airdmohr', 'The White Palace', and 'a Dozen Beverage street' (the address was 12 Beverage Street). A few years later was 'Ilam Road' (flat with bouncy floorboards for dancing on). One of the stories from the watchtower (I never lived there!): One of the flatmates took a swab sample of the infamous toilet upstairs. Put it in a petrie dish. Took it to his lab where his lecturer put it under the microscope. 'Some neat bacteria here. Where did you get it?. This one's toxic, this one is lethal...'. I still have fond memories of parties at the watchtower.
I lived at 'Idris Road' and 'Edgeware Road' flats. Everyone seemed to remember how cold Idris Road was. I used to joke that it should have been leased to Watties as an extra freezer. You could go out into the lounge at 3 o'clock in the afternoon and see the breath in front of your face. I spent the winter studying in a sleeping bag. I recounted the night Damon and I were so cold we decided to light the fire. The fireplace had not been used (or chimney sweeped) for years, but we didn't care because we were so cold. I have vivid memories of trying to get the fire going, singing along with Damon 'The roof the roof the roof is on fire...'. The only way to heat Idris Road was to fill it with a good party of a 100 or so people.
When it came time to go home, about 2.30am it had got very cold outside. I was glad to have an extra jersey and gloves in my bad, so combo of shirt, jersey and polar fleece kept me warm. Kinda wished I could have put my large earphones over my cycle helmet, as they would have kept my ears warm.
Party was fun. Had a good conversation with muggie2 when I first arrived about political theory/economics/psychology/soc. Me being naturally a 'thoughtful' type I think it gave me a sufficient confidence *bounce* for the rest of the party. Yay.
Later I ended up in a group of people discussing some of the 'legendary' student party flats of a few years ago (actually circa 95), the homes of a few of the parties from my first year. The group included people I normally don't talk to much, so it was nice to find something in common we could all have a few laughs about. Most of the flats had names such as 'The Watchtower', 'Airdmohr', 'The White Palace', and 'a Dozen Beverage street' (the address was 12 Beverage Street). A few years later was 'Ilam Road' (flat with bouncy floorboards for dancing on). One of the stories from the watchtower (I never lived there!): One of the flatmates took a swab sample of the infamous toilet upstairs. Put it in a petrie dish. Took it to his lab where his lecturer put it under the microscope. 'Some neat bacteria here. Where did you get it?. This one's toxic, this one is lethal...'. I still have fond memories of parties at the watchtower.
I lived at 'Idris Road' and 'Edgeware Road' flats. Everyone seemed to remember how cold Idris Road was. I used to joke that it should have been leased to Watties as an extra freezer. You could go out into the lounge at 3 o'clock in the afternoon and see the breath in front of your face. I spent the winter studying in a sleeping bag. I recounted the night Damon and I were so cold we decided to light the fire. The fireplace had not been used (or chimney sweeped) for years, but we didn't care because we were so cold. I have vivid memories of trying to get the fire going, singing along with Damon 'The roof the roof the roof is on fire...'. The only way to heat Idris Road was to fill it with a good party of a 100 or so people.
When it came time to go home, about 2.30am it had got very cold outside. I was glad to have an extra jersey and gloves in my bad, so combo of shirt, jersey and polar fleece kept me warm. Kinda wished I could have put my large earphones over my cycle helmet, as they would have kept my ears warm.