A night out

I went out last night with brother, later joined by sister. White lightning beforehand ensured that I was a bit drunk by the time we showed up in the queue. My sister called when we were near the front and by the time she showed up we were at the very front and the queue was one of the longest I have seen. However you have to admire my sister's nerve- she calmy strolled through everyone all the way to the front and got in even ahead of us because we were arguing with the guy to let in my brother who didnt have an ID. Just want to give my kudos to Teta for that bold move. Respect. Jumping a queue in this country is just about the worst thing you can do that's not a criminal offence.
Anyway a lot of the usual strange and funny things that can only happen on night's out did. When I went to the loo, some guy entered in and started singing 'A little bit more' by Liberty X- a very dodgy pop song. He just sang the first line really loud ('SEXY....') and then suddenly the rest of the toilet joined in singing the next few lines ('Everything about you is so sexy....') led by my ever enthusiastic brother. It was hilarious. I was laughing my head off which is never a wise thing to do while you are peeing. It would have made a nice TV advert actually.
More weird things- having total strangers greet me like a long-lost friend and also being roped into having a conversation about African tribes by my brother with a Ugandan guy we barely know. My brother did most of the talking as he usually does in these kinds of situations. He can start a conversation in a monastery, my brother. This has occasionaly led him down some embarassing roads as I will reveal in another post. All in all an okay night, but I didnt feel like I had missed much in my exile from the nightclub scene which is also the way I felt when I went to Bar Risa. Staying in is fun enough for me and I mean 'fun' in a slightly different sense of the word.