But seriously, this is often the best parts of the evening. I have a buddy who lives near me, and I think the reason we're so close is because neither one of us drive, so to and from any social event, we've been walking and talking for a couple hours.
I tell myself I'd and still walk if I got a car, but I also told myself I'd hang out outdoors even after it was safe to gather indoors. Once you have the lazy option, it's too easy to take it.
I used to do that all the time, and i loved it. By the time i was home i was sober and i had a good workout going.
I just looked up, one of the further ways i walked is 11km.
Love this. I think not having driving was a huge contributor to my introvertedness/social anxiety. My friends were always super accommodating, but night after night I would end up stuck in places I didn't want to be, entirely at the mercy of someone else. Was my ride drinking? Guess I'm sleeping on the floor of some weird house I don't want to be at. My social battery would drain by 10pm and I would have to bounce around asking various friends if I couple catch a ride with them when they left, and often didn't get out of there until 3am. It wasn't a situation I enjoyed being in. Sometimes it was easier to be the walking wizard.
One night I was extremely drunk on Southern Comfort and mad/butt-hurt over something my love interest had said or done. Decided to walk all the way home at 2am. Unfortunately that was a 14 mi/22 km walk through a rural area, deeply intoxicated with no water. It was beautiful hearing the roosters crow over sleepy little farms at sunrise, but by the time I finally made it home I collapsed onto my bed sobbing in misery. I slept for eleven hours and spent the next day or so recovering. It's not always noble to be the walking wizard.
22km is normal, you can be home by 7am.
One time I tried to walk through a forest really drunk and realized I had stepped into a creek, made it out and slept sitting against a tree.
It was really dark because the moon wasn't up that night.
This is the opposite of hangouts with my friends. Why would you come by car, you cannot drink then. All my friends come by bike. Cycling while drunk is no issue, as long as there's proper cycling infrastructure like in The Netherlands where I live. Sometimes there's someone stupid enough to come by car, they have to pay 7 euros per hour parking fees and have to stay sober all night. But most of my friends don't even have a car and live within 2km cycling distance. Others who live further away take the train.
I think I have fallen into some bushes once when driving home drunk on my bike. I must have judging by all the scratches I woke up with. Does it really count if you can't remember it though? Far as I concerned I never had an accident.
Our metro service ends at ~2am but we do have night busses until it stars back up at ~5:30am.
I really want to see a return of rural villages instead “small towns” that are spread out over more area than my self-sufficient mid-density neighbourhood for no reason and hard to service with non-car transit.
Not always the greatest fun. I got "pulled over" walking home one time. I was cutting through a plaza as my complex was behind it. Thankfully in Florida it isn't illegal to be drunk in public, it's only illegal to be disorderly or a threat to yourself/others. Which makes sense to me, if you don't have an open container and aren't yelling at strangers, walking home is the best option many times. That said it was also ruled years ago in Florida that having a bag of mushrooms in your pocket isn't illegal. As the courts rules the standard person cannot discern whether or not a mushroom is psychosomatic.. Thus people should be able to walk around with foraged or store bought mushrooms as it's their freedom to enjoy them.
Living in the countryside be like. You have to chose between walking or alternatively driving home with your also intoxicated friend. I devinetively did both, but usually the second because my ass was lazy.
In my defence: It was always in the middle of the night only through back roads and only like 6km or something like that. Hes also a professional stoner, and hes used to driving while being somewhat high. I would not recommend doing it, but it is the downside of living in the countryside.
this was me about 30 years ago on a larp where at midnight we came across a mage in a circle.. along with a scarecrow.. I smacked the scarecrow with my sword and it screamed and lunged at me..
I ran away bravely and as fast as possible straight into a tree, dropped my lantern and carried on screaming into the night.
the most scared I've been in larp, proper suspension of disbelief.
thanks for the memory 😆