Love is Undefinable
It would have been late 2010. I had spent the day drinking, because in 2010 my only three states were
- Drinking in order to get drunk
- Drunk, and drinking in order to get more drunk
- Asleep, possibly passed out after drinking
Now it was late at night at the choice of pubs in Dushanzi were extremely limited. Sean suggested we get a taxi to nearby Kuitun and go to a club. I was still in my 20s, so going to a club didn’t automatically seem like the most horrendous idea in the world. And I was drunk, so going to a club seemed like the most awesome idea in the world.
We jumped in a taxi, we got to the pub, we ordered a bottle of vodka for about £10 to exhibit to the rest of the club quite how big a deal we were. And we danced, convinced that we were the coolest fuckers these people had ever seen!