"West 13th & 9th please. And hurry. We are SO late!"
As we arrived at our destination in the Meat Packing District, both Lense and myself reached in to our bags for our wallets. "Shit! I left my wallet back at your place." Not only were all my cards & cash in my wallet, but I didn't even have my ID on me. Lense then went to pay when she realised she bought her cancelled debit card, instead of her new debit card! GREAT! We were sitting in a cab with absolutely no cash, no cards (that worked anyway) and were running very, very late, with a promoter waiting outside the club for us to arrive.
The only thing that could be done was to turn around and go back to the apartment, to pick up my wallet & Lense's working debit card.
We got to the apartment and while I sat in the cab waiting, Lense ran up the six horrid flights of stairs to her apartment. She came back down five minutes later empty handed. "I don't have the key remember...we are locked out until the others get home and our things are locked inside." She whispered this to me while sliding back in to the cab, not wanting the cabbie to hear that we had no $$$. Meanwhile he had already started in the direction of the club to take us back again.
Lense was on the phone trying to get a hold of her roomies, however we couldn't figure out where we could meet them to get money and the keys. Racking our brains, while driving aimlessly back and forth around the LES of Manhattan, we had a thought; Eloise!
We called Eloise as she lives right by Lense, and asked if we could swing by her place to borrow some money to pay the driver. Poor thing was in bed already and I felt so bad. It was 11.30pm on a Tuesday night after all. We went up to her apartment and sat on her lounge (couch) trying to make some sort of a plan. We were stranded, with no money, no keys to Lense's apartment, and a guy waiting for us to arrive at a kick-arse event at Kiss & Fly.
Finally Lense decided enough was enough. "Let's just go to the club.! Eloise can we borrow some money, and possibly your ID for Laura?"
Eloise had exactly $28.50 in cash on her. And with that, and her ID, we were off. The taxi was approximately $10 each way, so we had about $8 up our sleeves to last the night between us. Thank goodness for New York and promoters who buy you drinks!
Wally, who is a huge rapper in the States, (he has a song with Lady Gaga) was the headliner for the night. We arrived at the club (take-two) and the Countess from the reality show Housewives of New York walked by. She posed on the red carpet while the pap's went crazy.
Cover charge was $30 for most, however entry when you're with a promoter is always free. Because of the high volume of the event and because we got in so late, we had to pay $5 to get in. There went our spare $8, plus part of our cab fare home.
This club was OUT OF CONTROL. Absolutely INSANE!!!
Lense and me were up dancing when she realised Wally was sitting at the table next to us. CRAZY. We had the best seats in the house, and even when he got up to sing (the whole two songs), we were the closest people to him in the club.
Super crazy, up & down night, but what else would you expect.....it's NYC baby!!!
Anytime Gammel! I was just happy to help and provide my $28.50 to a good cause...see you tonight!
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