A night out on the town..

With my senior year of college quickly approaching, I have now lived in two college towns. Both with night lives very different from each other, but both also very fun in themselves.

(yes, I am being dramatic..because I can.)

Statesboro, (not even recognized by spell-check) located in one of the most southern parts of Georgia is an experience in itself. With about four bars all located within about 30 feet from each other, as well as about 50 feet from campus and basically touches the freshman dorm-

(basically supports the evidence that the only thing in Statesboro is Georgia Southern!!)

In Statesboro just by walking through the doors of your favorite bar, you pretty much will be able to see all your friends. Each bar has a particular crowd it reaches, hence most people stick to one bar (the one that fits their style). If you choose not to go to the bar on the weekend chances are, you and all your friends can be found at a house party on the outskirts of [Georgia Southern's] campus. 

I was lucky enough to be a part of this town for a whole year and a half. I made some of the best friends and memories in that little town, But I don't think I was exactly cut out for small town living. I loved my life there, but something was missing. So on a whim I made the decision to transfer to The University of Georgia. 

In Athens there are about double the students, If only that same ratio was true of the bars. I must say, there are way more than just eight. The nightlife in Athens is a bit more well, hoppin'. Here, most times you begin the night with the people you intend to spend the majority of the night with. it is relatively easy to meet up with friends. This is probably due to the fact that Downtown Athens consists of about four streets in which the bars are located.

Now lets fast forward another year and a half and we meet New York City. I have learned There is nothing simple about New york night life.  There is pretty much no option, who you begin with is probably who you are going to end the night with. Bars in NYC are not just located on a few streets that can be walked in ten minutes tops, try about two and a half hours tops. 

While out with my friend last Friday night, one of her coworkers was determined to meet us. Unfortunately he was in Midtown, and we were very far down in the Village (not exactly close). This did not stop him. He was with a friend who had a smart phone which led to the infamous statement "My buddy has a smart phone, and it will lead me to you."

(attempting to use our phones knowledge) 

Needless to say we all got a good laugh out of that one. Well his smart phone never led him to us..but the Map Quest directions he so gracefully stopped in not just any hotel but, [drumroll please..] The Trump Towers for, did the job. Thank goodness the bars here do not close at 2AM or we would have found him just in time to say goodbye! 

Now while we stepped outside the bar, Cakeshop (and yes it is half bar and half bakery--Only in NYC) I found more evidence of the whole "people can tell you are not from here.." My friend Gabbi and were trying to figure out the intersection we were at. This group of three guys smoothly started talking to us (note the sarcasm please). 

While she was on the phone they proceeded to tell me that they could tell I was not from here, because I had an accent. Sorry buddies but I do not think my year and a half stint in south Georgia had me moving to a farm and changing my name to Bobbi Jo. And for some reason I was the only one with an accent. SUPER. Although one foreign characteristics we shared was that we were happy, and smiled. Imagine that - two girls out on a Friday night, smiling. CRAZY THOUGHT. 

Judging by the looks of this picture I saw tonight, NY is trying their hardest to bring a little southern happiness up to the city one northern discounted BBQ sandwich at a time. 

In my opinion I think the reason everyone up here is known to have such a bad attitude can be summed up with just a few observations we made..

We noticed this sign:

But this is what we saw..

shoulder to shoulder crowded!

And..

Apparently NYC believes bars are places for faux zoo's..

and lastly..

This drink was eight dollars..

My conclusion/Moral of the story (I know you are dying to know)?

New Yorkers are upset mostly because to meet up with friends they must pay about $20 for a cab to meet up with friends, and shell out around $40 or more for drinks, once they get to their destination..forcing them to go broke for a night out! 

So to all my Athens friends..don't take the $4 wells for granted..

and

To all my Statesboro friends..have fun at happy hour! 

<3 Allison