The Freaks Come Out At Night
Last Friday, I visited Downtown Sanford, Florida. A Halloween pub crawl named The Walking Dead was happening.
For ten dollars, you get one drink at each participating bar.
I first stopped at Fat Rat’s.
Because of good customer service and friendly patrons, I enjoy Fat Rat’s. Yet, for my one free drink, Fat Rat’s handed me a small plastic cup of booze, the kind of plastic cup you see at keg parties. Normally, Fat Rat’s serve draft beer in a regular sized glass. This small cup shit indicated I wasn’t being treated like a regular customer. Actually,I felt as if I was no better than some homeless person off the street.
I quickly swallowed my booze and exited.
Jason’s Martini Bar was next.
The same folks who own Fat Rat’s also own Jason’s. At Jason’s, a person waited forever for their drinks. Just like at Fat Rat’s, I received another plastic cup of booze.
After I quickly swallowed the booze, I exited.
The West End was the next stop.
Instead of a small plastic cup, I was handed a bottle.
The Savi Fernandez Band, a reggae group, was playing.
I knew the talented Savi from Orlando.
Next, I headed to Little Fish-Huge Pond.
At Little Fish, a person was served bottled booze. Also, most of Downtown Sanford’s costumed folks remained here.
I went to the Sanford Wine Company afterwords. There, I didn’t take pictures worthy of publishing. Yet, the service was good. Instead of a bottle of beer, I received a glass of wine for my free drink.
Another place was listed on the pub crawl, a joint named J.J. Hancock’s. Yet, that place was permanently closed.
Halloween has always been one of my favorite holidays. Sometimes I enjoy it more than Christmas. Unlike Christmas. I am always guaranteed interesting photos on Halloween.