Tour de bar

As some of you might know, I am going threw deep depression about my age. Well, not my age as I am 23, but about "getting older". So sometimes I get a feeling like I´m old, inactive woman, which will end up alone in a small smelly flat with 5 cats eating some tin... And when this feeling comes, I became all crazy and must do something mad only teenager would do :D And that was a weekend I went to disco Karlovy Lázně to dance a little and, yeah, flirt a little, too (innocently, of course). Anyway, it didn´t fullfill my vision and so I moved on, to the REGGAE lounge bar. BIG MISTAKE! Should have know it at the moment I took a look at a menu- in category called "snacks" were chips, crips and also (don´t even know how to call it in english) crusher for weed, filters and rolling papers. "Weird"- I thought myself, but it didn´t stop me from going in.

On my way downstairs, I met few people going up, one of them had a gun. Still I didn´t get it so I kept on going in! I get to the first room, where was a young, nice waiter washing glasses, giving me very charming smile. There were tabels all around, but noone was sitting by them. That lead me to the other room with a strange music I could hear out of there. Those first, unsure steps brought me in and at the moment brought me out. Smell of weed, few pseudo rasta people smoking marihuana by tables- in a best case scenario- and some people sleeping on a ground. And also one man with dreadlocks "dancing" to that odd music. As fast as I went in I want out. While I was leaving threw the bar room, I understood to the smile of a waiter. It was the kind of smile, very emphatetic and regretful, which was saying "oh poor girl, you have no idea how wrong place for you this is". Well, maybe not, but at the moment I definitely felt like that! So I was back on the street, calling a taxi and I find myself thinking "No way... I´m too young for this!" ;)