Shakespeare's Pub

Wednesday night is a big time party night here at Durham Uni. As I previously stated, Wednesday is gameday for all sports, so all the athletes go out and pound beers. Well girls don't drink beer here; they drink cider, and that crap tastes like bad champagne. Any whoser, one Wednesday we went to this little hole in the wall bar called The Shakespeare Pub.

Why would we go to a crappy bar with no food, very little space, and only 3 beers on tap? Well, earlier that week a random guy, named Joe, on the street invited us. Apparently he saw our lacrosse sticks, and lacrosse players used to frequent the pub. I am still not sure if Joe works at the Shakespeare or if he just drinks there way too often.

Joe told us that we should come for "Open Mic Night". I was with Nicole, and she happens to play the guitar and sing really well. We decided to partake in "Open Mic Night". Why do I keep quoting? Well there was no mic. There was no stage. There was just... a pub.

It was awesome! We, lacrosse men and women as well as women football, drank and sang along to Nicole's fantastic talents. The best part though was when Joe came in and joined her on the accordion. He also had a harmonica. Even better was when he pulled out some spoons from his fanny pack that held spoons and only spoons.
Joe rocked the spoons pretty hard. He even taught my roommate Whit how to rock 'em as hard as he, and she did! The weirdest part of the night was when we all paid our tab and left to go to a real club, and Joe followed us out. Joe went to the Love Shack, a dance club that usually houses 18-21 year olds. He followed us around, and everyone thought Robin was his hooker! Seriously she got questions. I just hope he paid her well.