Today is probably going to be a Sunday funday for most folks, but my day is going to be super chill. My itinerary consists of watching Arrested Development, hitting the gym, listening to house, watching Food Network Star season premiere tonight, and topping the night off with some more house. Why so chill? Because Friday night I had such a long adventure making my way into DC from Shady Grove Metro.
Here’s how it went…
I made my way to Shady Grove Metro Station around 9:05 PM and was ready to hop on the train, make my way to Gallery Place, switch to the Green/Yellow line and then get off at U Street Metro. The plan? Once I would have arrived at U Street I would have walked down to Tropicalia for Sam “The Man” Burns birthday bash. Considering I’m a fan of “The Man” and his presence in the DC house community, I had to come through and show my support. Plus, I hadn’t gone to Tropicalia before, so it would be a new experience.
Well, it was a new experience! But before I get to my thoughts on Tropicalia, let me tell you what happened at the metro station. Normally I check the schedule, but I had forgot to see if their was any track work, and apparently the Red Line from Shady Grove was closed from Friendship Heights( I think that’s where we all had to get off the train) to Woodley Park. So between those stations, hundreds of us had to get off the train and take shuttle buses. No fun.
Now, I could have made the decision around 10:15 to go home, but instead I decided to push on. In the name of house, I’ll go the extra mile to enjoy myself. I don’t have a lot of friends that are really into house, so I go out to clubs by myself. From point A to B, I’m normally by myself. It might sound dangerous, but it really isn’t; I’m already 6ft tall and intimidating, so I haven’t had any issues yet (knock on wood.)
Alright, so back to the story. As I made my way up the escalator to the shuttle, this stocky short dark-skin lady with dreads, a fitted cap on, and all black was cussing and going off about having no idea where she was. Apparently, she’d never gotten off at the Woodley Park metro station, and from the looks of her, she wasn’t an Adams Morgan buppie. So, me being the nice person that I am, I told her where we were, and that the shuttle would take us to Shady Grove.
Well, my kindness ended up turning into the strange lady hitting on me, asking for my name, number, and trying to see what club I was going to so we could dance together. WOW. Oh, and she was 39 years old (she was so proud of her age.) Not only did she hit on me, but she touched my butt. Yes, she hit it real quick and smiled. AWKWARD! I have nothing against lesbians or bisexual chicks at all, but don’t randomly touch me when clearly I’m not interested. SMH. That was annoying and I couldn’t get rid of her, but finally I rushed to the shuttle bus and she got left behind in the crowd. Whew, close one.
The bus ride wasn’t half bad, and finally I got to a very crowded Metro Center station. Once there I waited for the train with a bunch of people, we got on, and me, as well as groups of girls in too short skirts and heels they had no business walking in, got off at U Street metro station. By the time I checked my phone, it was 11:45 PM. What normally was a 35min ride turned into 2+ hours of waiting, shuffling, waiting, shuffling, and staring off into spaces.
So, fast forward to meeting up with my friends at Tropicalia. They had already been inside dancing, so I went inside and checked the place out. Nice place, pretty artsy decor. I will say that it was too crowded. I can’t stand being somewhere and not having the space to dance. Yes, U Street Music Hall can get crowded, but I can still tear it up in the front near the speakers or in the back of the club. U Street Music Hall is still my favorite venue. But this summer, I do plan on checking out other spots…so we shall see!
After dancing (as much as I could,) I called it quits at 1:55 AM and my way for the train station. Then, the long process of getting home finally began. I didn’t make it home until 4am. Yes, 4 am. But was it worth it? Yeah, it was. I got to hear Sam “The Man” Burns spin and I had a great time checking out a new venue.
Will I go back to Tropicalia on a Friday? Probably not. Why? Because normally I’m at Red Fridays @ U Street Music Hall. I prefer Red Fridays. But I wouldn’t mind going again to check out some of the other nights they have and live shows. The vibe was pretty chill and quite diverse, so I’m going to have to check out Tropicalia again. Just not on a Friday not. My heart belongs to Red Fridays.
If you are a house music lover from DC, Maryland, or Virginia, be sure to chime in with your thoughts and lets link up! I go to clubs by myself in the city, but I’m always down to mingle with other house music junkies.