I don’t know if it’s always like this but I was sad to go as well. I could tell he had a really good time and he didn’t want to leave so early. My friend doesn’t advertise that he is gay, but when I came to visit, was nice to see him be able to be himself around me. I could extrapolate, but I don’t want to get specific. It was much different from the boys in Chicago. What was interesting to me was getting to know how the gay men handle their sexuality down here. It makes me feel like I am at a costume party.
What a foreign concept compared to Chicago. I have to admit, I wasn’t ready to see gay men wearing cowboy hats and boots. I think a dance floor could draw a younger crowd. Perhaps having the pool tables keeps the bar a little more on the mature side, which also makes the older men feel more invited. Let me tell you something, Texans can play some pool! Dang, I saw some pretty well thought out shots. It was lovely! Where I would put the dance area, are two pool tables. I suck at true couples dancing, but nothing makes a girl feel more like a girl when she is asked to dance. It’s a shame there isn’t a decent dance floor because I think the boys here love to dance! I was not inside the door 10 minutes before I was whisked to an open area and twirrled around like a princess.
Hidden Door is full of friendly regulars and strong drinks at a great price. My best friend was disappointed in me for not checking out what he was working with. I was even stoked to share a bathroom with a man while I was there. Gay bars are also going to be fun on any given night. I don’t care what city you’re visiting, but I think gay bars are always the best and safest places to be if you’re a straight woman who wants to have all the fun with a man but without having to deal with their hormones. We were also out celebrating my birthday. I came here to support a friend who was too scared to come here alone. I will visit the place again in the future, as it’s a great spot, but my job is to change the minds of stupidly stubborn people, in the end he listened to what I had to say and I went on my merry way somewhere else. Again, I had no problem leaving the bag behind but a writer on public transport is different from a homeless dude. They want to make their job easier so why not just «half-ass» things out? The consistent problem here was him remembering that he had made the statement and he became annoyed to the point where he said he was sick of talking about it and it was what it was. That statement meant that, if I wasn’t already being categorized as a hobo, that I was almost getting lumped into «the mix.» I wanted to clarify that this wasn’t the case, and trying to teach the security guy a lesson in being able to tell the difference because that’s a big part of the problem in society, that people generalize to the point where it’s insulting. The argument however, started after I told them my tablet was in it followed by a statement made by someone that they were sick of people with bags. He wanted me to put it underneath the steel trash can outside. The security guy and someone else right next to him told me I had to leave the bag outside. This is always a problem at all bars, not just here. I understand the problem the place has had with people bringing in booze from outside. As a writer (and an avid user of public transport), I walk around with a backpack. I was in the area and decided to stop there on a Sunday night. I used to frequent the Hidden Door some years ago before the lofts popped up right next door.