My friends and I moved to a different club that was two blocks away.
Some of my friends and I decided to go downtown for the night. We knew that we were going to be drinking and going from one club to the next, so we did not drive our vehicles. My friends and I took a car downtown to the location of the clubs. Most of the clubs are all on the same street. When we got into the car, we told the driver where we wanted to go. The driver was a nice older guy that seemed to be very carefree and easy going. The driver let us smoke marijuana in the backseat of the car. He told us to roll down the window so the smell wouldn’t be terrible in the car. He didn’t mind if we were going to smoke marijuana. We offered the driver of the car a joint, but the driver refused and stated that he still had several hours left of his shift. My friends and I were high on marijuana products when we arrived downtown. The first club we visited was a club that plays country and western music. The crowd was a good group of people, but I really wasn’t enjoying the mix of music. My friends and I moved to a different club that was two blocks away. This club played techno and house music. There was drinking, alcohol, and lots of people smoking marijuana everywhere. It was the perfect place for us to spend the rest of our evening. By the end of the night, I was ready to pass out and sleep for three days.