For about the lifetime of a calendar my entourage has been hitting Cinespace, one of the happening bars in Hollywood. This is especially true for Tuesday nights when us stuck in the limbo that is after graduation. Cinespace has been like a mother’s teat to us, with their free booze from 1o-11pm and their spectacular aural pleasures. There are many fond memories that will rest with this place long after I am gone, and they will be refreshed once I make my return from Kenya. Memories of two Australians chasing Moo and Raa, a certain electronic-fart’s celebratory vomit in the middle of the dance floor, and plenty of those beer-google’d nights without the goggles, of course.
It wasn’t too long ago that we discovered the perfect pre-party location to attend before Cinespace. Bardot at the Avalon offers free admission and free booze on Tuesdays from 9:30 – 1o:30. How awesome is that, right?
Last night, I made the decision to take A visit to the B & C one last time before I take off. Boy, did I know what was in store. Bardot was as it’s always been – glitter and glamoured. Swiftly, Monica and I took our leave to meet Karen, who was in the car sipping some Black Velvet. We lined up and grumbled at the VIP who got in ahead of us. Once inside, we went straight for the bar and guzzled on the sweet sweet taste of screwdrivers. The bartender, a lady who’s been part of every single one of my Cinespace experiences, gave one of her glowing smiles and I knew it was going to be a great night. The crowd undulated to the brilliant music of France’s Acid Wash (right before the speakers blew out and resurrected, twice!) and I was dancing in my own stupor. Cigarette break. Had a real conversation with the bartender and it turns out she’s a traveler herself. Amazing. More dancing. Two rums and a kamikaze. The crowd started thinning out at around 1 o clock but we stayed with it. 2:13, we walked out the silver front doors guarding Cinespace’s secrets. I sat for a spell on Hollywood Boulevard, memories flashing by. “Life is great”, I remember thinking.
5 more days until I depart and it’s really hitting me now. I can hardly believe it. I am leaving my family, friends, and everything I know. Indeed, life could not be any better.

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