I officially got to drive in Virginia last night! I must say, it was awesome! My roommates, Sheila and Caylah, and I went to Nicks, a karoake and linedancing bar, with Sheila’s old friend Johnny. It was a pretty neat place, and apparently the hangout for people stationed at Fort Myers. Yes, I actually sang karoake and linedanced-both firsts for me. And, it was actually fun too.
Johnny and I joked early in the night that I was going to drive us home, and amazingly he was serious. He let me drive a few miles (even on the highway) before Caylah began freaking out-apparently she does not like women drivers. I really do not know what her problem was.
I did, however, learn that Fort Myers has a newspaper-something I am going to have to learn more about sometime soon.
It was also the first night that we had a roommate go missing. Ever, our Mexican roommate, went to hang out with co-workers last night. She still was not back by the time we got home at 1 a.m. and today, we found out that she got drunk and fell asleep on the metro while heading home. She got off at the wrong stop, wandered around the metro stop, and ended up having an old man help her get a taxi home. She was lucky it was a decent older man. I hate it, but I did everything I could do without going excessive. It was a lesson Ever needed to learn.
The moral of this story-we need a better system for keeping track of each other, though I am not sure how we are going to do this. Thankfully, we learned this lesson without anyone getting hurt.