Liquid, Carnage, and the Superbowl Pt.2

So now getting on with the week I've finally, hopefully, got Registry to correct my record here to show the bio class I've switched in to. Once that's done I'll have to get them set to send my grades to Colgate but one step at a time I guess.

So Saturday was the beginning of 6 Nations Rugby. A big deal here. England beat Wales. Watched that for a bit in the kitchen at Zora's flat. I brought my laptop in with me to do a bit of work. I don't understand enough about how rugby works yet to just sit and watch it straight.

That night we introduced them to Kings. Fantastic results but Zora has photos so for the time being I leave that bit to her. Suffice it to say everyone had a wonderful time with that. We have plans to teach them Romanian at some point, and we should see if they known Aussie while we're at it.

After the party at the flat we all went out to the club Liquid in the southern city center (cab ride distance from our dorms). We waited on the sidewalk in the cold until everyone's cab arrived and then entered as a group. After little trouble at the door with our American ID's we got in and went downstairs to the club. At about this point I started to feel my chest tighten uncomfortably. I figured it was just from the cold so I wasn't too worried, at least not yet. Liquid is a bit more intense than Revolutions (where I went my first night). It has a TON of fake smoke and is much louder if that were possible. I continued to feel ill as we made our way to the smaller dance floor on the mezzanine. It may have been the wine, beer, cider, smoke, cold, noise and strobes, or a freak random thing, but I was in bad shape suddenly. I went from dead sober to head spinning and collapsed on a couch.

Luckily, Zora realized that I wasn't doing too well (she looked fantastic, best of the bunch). Instead of shouting over the music we talked for a bit by typing on my phone. I just got dizzier and dizzier and eventually we decided to leave. I feel horrible that we missed that night, it would have been a blast. Mostly I just feel bad denying Zora that. I'm glad she decided to take care of me.

We got back outside soon enough and stumbled around in the freezing cold trying to find a cab but all of them were taken. Eventually went in to a Burger King (mirrored walls didn't help either of us out). Somehow we found a free cab all the way back at kingsway (the better part of a twenty minute walk away) and got back to my flat. I collapsed. Felt fine in the morning, was never nauseous in particular but couldn't get any sense of equilibrium. I've consumed a fair bit before but never had that issue so that was kind of alarming. I've since had the better part of two pints and had no trouble. I guess just chalk it up to random experience.

Well, time for class again. I'll give you part three when I can.