So what does a night out mean for a Tee-totaler?
A boring noisy night in the most outlandish set up amid people who are drowning in smokes and bubbles.
Not quite like that.
After a long time as much as I remember, to me this 'Night out' meant a good and quality time with my husband without worrying about household chores and more so about settling the kids. Mom was visiting us and I knew she is the one I can rely on for everything that can possibly go wrong when I am not at home. Yes I think I am a superwomen who can handle the kids, home. work and all so mundane chores with elan which I regard as keeping on the track.
So after putting the kids to bed, we set out on a calm and composed drive, listening to beautiful songs and enjoying every bit of time together. After much thought about the place, we ended up in Clarke Quay's 'Highlanders'.
A very upbeat loud Scottish pub with a location where you could just gaze out of the window to see the world pass by or facing inwards the large Alfresco with a great collection ( I think ) of Whisky and Wines. But my favourite part of the pub was good live music playing and engaging the dancers of all sorts. It was good to hold a glass of non-alcoholic drink and still being able to have a tempo to set the spirit high to groove and move just in place. It also sort of left me thinking gazing at the table just next to me with a big group of people, like having an After Party after Formula 1 Race. They were all cladded in casual yet flirtatious attire, the body language was flowy yet crisp, their talks were loose yet their wallets were tight. In a place like Singapore, it comes as a great feeling and gratitude towards the people to see how one can leave their wallets or phones on the table with a place overflowing with people and sheer darkness with only disco lights witnessing the move. The people were high and some of them were just cooling them off under the aircon, whilst others were shaking their booties in passage. Some of them were just waiting for a hook up , whilst others occupied a corner enjoying their sobriety.
I was enjoying encountering a variety of people under one roof and without being judgemental, I was probing their mood, attire and behaviour. A big group of girls grooving infront of us and almost pushing my husband to a corner were much like desperate housewives having the time of their life. Men almost my Dad's age were still looking for younger company and some young men were lost in the room reeking of ciggy.
My take away of the night was a good time spent , talking endlessly about our affair with life and driving back home to my little precious world.
A boring noisy night in the most outlandish set up amid people who are drowning in smokes and bubbles.
Not quite like that.
After a long time as much as I remember, to me this 'Night out' meant a good and quality time with my husband without worrying about household chores and more so about settling the kids. Mom was visiting us and I knew she is the one I can rely on for everything that can possibly go wrong when I am not at home. Yes I think I am a superwomen who can handle the kids, home. work and all so mundane chores with elan which I regard as keeping on the track.
So after putting the kids to bed, we set out on a calm and composed drive, listening to beautiful songs and enjoying every bit of time together. After much thought about the place, we ended up in Clarke Quay's 'Highlanders'.
A very upbeat loud Scottish pub with a location where you could just gaze out of the window to see the world pass by or facing inwards the large Alfresco with a great collection ( I think ) of Whisky and Wines. But my favourite part of the pub was good live music playing and engaging the dancers of all sorts. It was good to hold a glass of non-alcoholic drink and still being able to have a tempo to set the spirit high to groove and move just in place. It also sort of left me thinking gazing at the table just next to me with a big group of people, like having an After Party after Formula 1 Race. They were all cladded in casual yet flirtatious attire, the body language was flowy yet crisp, their talks were loose yet their wallets were tight. In a place like Singapore, it comes as a great feeling and gratitude towards the people to see how one can leave their wallets or phones on the table with a place overflowing with people and sheer darkness with only disco lights witnessing the move. The people were high and some of them were just cooling them off under the aircon, whilst others were shaking their booties in passage. Some of them were just waiting for a hook up , whilst others occupied a corner enjoying their sobriety.
I was enjoying encountering a variety of people under one roof and without being judgemental, I was probing their mood, attire and behaviour. A big group of girls grooving infront of us and almost pushing my husband to a corner were much like desperate housewives having the time of their life. Men almost my Dad's age were still looking for younger company and some young men were lost in the room reeking of ciggy.
My take away of the night was a good time spent , talking endlessly about our affair with life and driving back home to my little precious world.
