Last weekend a good friend of mine, that I hadn’t seen in ears and ears (but I still nose him), came to Canberra. So a couple of us decided to show him a good time by doing a club crawl which started at Knightsbridge and followed up with Lot 33, B‑Bar, Mooseheads, Meche and Academy (well almost.
Throughout the night I kept having this nagging feeling that every place was the same, but different. But I couldn’t figure out what that meant. Was every club the same but the people different? Was I the same but everyone else different? Were the people the same but their choice of poisons different?
In the end I decided that everything was the same, just a different date on the calendar, and maybe I drank too much.