Spent my 20s in bars all over the place. I remember several times, sitting in a new place, thinking, “I’ve been here 100 times already.”
Now that I hardly go to bars, my wife and I like to hit a dive now and again. Apparently they don’t have shitty places quite like that in the Philippines. She gets so cute and happy, totally novel experience for her. And if they have karaoke? Game. On.
That feeling of all the bars being so similar was an early prelude to stopping going out all the time for me. I always thought it was weird that I never missed something I spent 5 - 7 days a week doing for over a decade. When the novelty wore off it was so easy to just never go back.
Now that I’m older, and laid off the bar scene for a decade+, it’s like coming home. Still, only fun a couple of times a year. And now I don’t smoke, and we can’t smoke inside, so I’m not coughing my lungs out the next morning.
Spent my 20s in bars all over the place. I remember several times, sitting in a new place, thinking, “I’ve been here 100 times already.”
Now that I hardly go to bars, my wife and I like to hit a dive now and again. Apparently they don’t have shitty places quite like that in the Philippines. She gets so cute and happy, totally novel experience for her. And if they have karaoke? Game. On.
That feeling of all the bars being so similar was an early prelude to stopping going out all the time for me. I always thought it was weird that I never missed something I spent 5 - 7 days a week doing for over a decade. When the novelty wore off it was so easy to just never go back.
Now that I’m older, and laid off the bar scene for a decade+, it’s like coming home. Still, only fun a couple of times a year. And now I don’t smoke, and we can’t smoke inside, so I’m not coughing my lungs out the next morning.