It has been another skipped blog month but this one should make up for it especially because we had a blogging guest along, Joanna. We decided to do a bar crawl of the downtown Copley area. We hopped on the train and were immediately joined by a very drunk gentleman friend. He sat right next to Joanna and we soon thought she would have him on her lap. Then he offered her a swig of his vodka, which she politely declined. I guess we were being boring because he began giving each of us a nickname. I was the “real deal”, Rachel was the “bad girl” and Joanna was the sexy Liberian (librarian?). We transferred trains and were then join by a not as charming group of Boston Bruins fans.
Jen, Joanna, Rachel ready to bar crawl!
We finally arrived at out first stop, the Charlesmark Hotel. This place seemed right off the bat to be a flop. The bouncer was the cutest guy in the bar so Joanna tried to flirt with him by asking where the bathroom was even though it was pretty obvious.. W
e sat around for 45 minutes nursing one drink while men swirled around us with their heads in their phones. Maybe they were checking their eHarmony profiles when all they needed to do was look around and see the ladies at the bar. We decided to move on to the next spot and as we were putting our coats on two different gentlemen who had been sitting at the bar looked very disappointed even though they had plenty of opportunity to engage. Joanna struck up a conversation with a man who claimed to not be from the Boston area and said he was culture shocked by all the people and the fact that you had to pay to park. I was talking to a nice older gentleman who was a private school recruiter. After engaging for a few minutes we really decided to move on. The drinks at this place were quite over-priced for the fact that the watered-down coke disguised the flavor of the Mount Gay rum.
Moving on we went to a place called Vox, which was open for the last night before being remodeled. So for all we know it could be named something different at this point. Right at the door Joanna was already picking up guys with her sexy librarian act. We got upstairs to the upper level in the place and the male-to-female ratio was definitely in our favor. The bar seemed to be running low so the only rum drink available was Goslings and coke (no ginger beer to be had). We settled with our drinks and immediately struck up conversations with the guys around us. Joanna was speaking to CJ who left to look for his friend and then quickly transitioned to Ian the vegan hipster. They carried on quite the long conversation. Meanwhile I was talking to a Canadian gentleman named Jack who was getting a bit boring and a bit possessive. Rachel was bouncing between the two conversations but whenever I tried to turn to talk to her Jack would butt in to try to redirect the conversation back to him. Rachel played an excellent wing-woman and said we needed to leave. I think Jack wanted to join but we declined and made a beeline for the exit.
It was Vox and soon it will be...?
However, Joanna was still wrapped up in the company of CJ and Ian. SO after using the bathroom we had to go back to fetch her. This time we ran into a male hairdresser who was also friends with CJ and Ian. He rubbed Rachel the wrong way when he said she should use a flatiron because her hair was frizzy (although she was still a beautiful girl). He then tried to assess my hair saying that the last time I had it done was two months ago (he was WAAAAY off so his skills are in question). At this point Joanna came into the conversation and began claiming she had asthma and had to pack a suitcase for her nebulizer when she came to New York City to visit me. The hairdresser was very empathetic and I could barley keep a straight face. On the 2nd attempt to leave Rachel was stopped by Drew who said he had wanted to talk to her all night and she was very pretty. So as we left Vox we had the men literally dripping off of us. Good place to go to meet new people, Joanna left with two numbers.
We decided to get our last drink of the night at Cactus Club, which turned out to be a very low-key spot for the last drink. It was almost empty and after they switched the channel from choir-y Chris
tmas tunes to rock the vibe was better. And they had Pusser’s rum! The bartender was amused that we were so excited about it. But it was probably the best and strongest drink we had all evening. We chatted with the bartender and then went on our way as the lights came up at 2am for last call. Overall the Copley bar crawl was a success as the first place was a chill spot to start off the evening the second place had a lot of interaction, and the third place was a good spot to wind down. It will be interesting to see what Vox turns into after it is remodeled.
