Friday Night
Went to the Protest at the pub, and later to the dance at the Manning Bar.
The protest did what it was meant to do. We all sat down on the floor and chanted slogans to draw attention it. The police were called and they had batons and there were paddy wagons waiting for us if we resisted. But we didn't - we left we we were asked to by the police. The protest however, had succeeded in its objective. The young woman who'd been told to leave no longer felt like she was all alone on this - she now knew that she had support. At least that's what she told me later as we went to the bar.
The dance was the usual Queer Dance thing - only about one track in five that I felt like dancing to (which is one reason why I go to Goth clubs) and I left with Amanda after about an hour there. I did however watch (and play) an XBOX 360 game that was installed in an adjacent room. It was one of those first person shooter things where you shoot robots and people. Sort of fun - the graphics were incredible (especially the female avatar's outfit) but that just isn't my sort of game.
Amanda and I walked back to the Broadway and caught a taxi to the hostel. A good night.