As I mentioned in my previous post, I hung out with “Portugirls” last night. But what I didn’t mention, was that we later went to town to go “clubbing” haha! I never thought I’d even write that word down, because I kinda hate it. But this week the annual International Jazz Festival was held here in town, so I figured I’d give it (another) try.
I didn’t mind walking around by the marina in the fresh night air, listening to the Jazz music, and observing all the other creatures who were out “socializing.” But crawling up inside of a loud, sweaty night club with desperate creeps at every corner… nah, that, I can happily avoid.
I did however, show up with an open mind, and for a moment I actually thought I’d have a lot of fun inside of that dark hole with the damp air and deafening noise. I gave it a solid try.
Haugesund is a relatively small town with its 35k inhabitants, so the chances of meeting dozens of people you know, are pretty good. As expected, I stumbled upon a number of people from my middle school-class, high school and work. They all met me with a hug the same greeting: “Hey Maria, what are you doing HERE ?!”, “I never thought I’d ever see YOU in a place like this!” or “Whaaat?! Do you drink?!”
For the record, I can share that I was as sober as a judge yesterday. But even if I had been drinking, so what?
That stuck with me for the rest of the night, and I’ve been trying to figure out why practically everybody met me with the same question, rather than “How are you doing?” or “Nice to see you!”
First of all, I’ve never announced that I abstain completely from alcohol, because I don’t have rule saying that I can’t drink. The thing is just that I rarely want to, so I could as well be a Teetotalist. (At least in-between the one glass of wine I drink every third year…)
Through my previous posts, you have perhaps noticed already, that I’m a follower of Jesus. But my lack of interest in alcohol has nothing to do with my faith. If I suddenly decide I’ll have a glass of wine with my dinner tonight, then I’ll drink that glass without thinking twice about it. However, I haven’t had a zip of alcohol since 2013, so it’s not exactly something I do very often.
For a while, I used my training as an “excuse” for staying sober at every single party through high-school. But even later, when I’ve been injured, “off-season,” on vacation or whatever, I’ve never enjoyed the party-lifestyle anyway.
Besides, I don’t feel the need to be a party-punk when I can be as badass as ever during my photoshoots, lol!
In the past I’ve tried going to “bars” with and without alcohol in my bloodstream, and I don’t like either. Which is a little weird, because I really love to be social, be around lots of people, meet new people, and catch up with old friends and acquaintances. In fact, it’s one of my favorite things.
So after this weekend, I’ve not changed my mind about night clubs.
I’m not a quitter, but I’m officially done trying to find whatever it is that people like so much about “going out.” I don’t see why I would even want to spend any money on calories I’d rather eat in good company at a nice restaurant. To sit around a table and talk about life with a bunch of interesting and creative individuals, that’s more “my cup of tea.”
However, please note that I don’t care what other people do. I’m not judging anyone, and I have friends who look forward to every weekend, just because it gives them the opportunity to get yet another taste of the nightlife in town – and that does not make them any less a friend to me. But I don’t want to be a part of it.
Ah, enough opinionated writing for tonight.