I came back to Jackson a different person. Or I came back to a different town. Maybe it's a little bit of both.
Last night was one of those Jackson nights that didn't fail to disappoint.
Myself and a friend went to the Bone Island Grill for dinner. After scanning the restaurant I saw no one I knew, but people watching is s sport of choice for me, so I always have a good time seeing what people are up to.
We eventually made it to downtown Jackson where we had another drink at Night Lights. The Lions vs. the Saints was blasting on the t.v. and after our first drink we were told about the Michigan Theater showing the game on the big screen. As we entered the historic theater with all it's worn in character and I was pleasantly surprised at how full it was. About 300 patrons, said the bartender, enjoyed or rather hated their time watching the Lions lose to the Saints.
Personally I would have enjoyed myself either way.
The last stop was Town Bar where I got to see many people I haven't seen in a long time and saw others who I was seeing for the first time. I'm a Jackson High girl, if you weren't aware, but I knew quickly I was surrounded by an abundance of Lumen Christi alum. Now I've slowly let go of those rivalry issues, yes, but I subconsciously I put on an orange Jackson High t-shirt and black Jackson High sweats to sleep last night.
If you're bored, enter the unknown of the Jackson social scene. There can be surprising leads and interesting encounters if your open for a little spontaneity.
Last night was one of those Jackson nights that didn't fail to disappoint.
Myself and a friend went to the Bone Island Grill for dinner. After scanning the restaurant I saw no one I knew, but people watching is s sport of choice for me, so I always have a good time seeing what people are up to.
We eventually made it to downtown Jackson where we had another drink at Night Lights. The Lions vs. the Saints was blasting on the t.v. and after our first drink we were told about the Michigan Theater showing the game on the big screen. As we entered the historic theater with all it's worn in character and I was pleasantly surprised at how full it was. About 300 patrons, said the bartender, enjoyed or rather hated their time watching the Lions lose to the Saints.
Personally I would have enjoyed myself either way.
The last stop was Town Bar where I got to see many people I haven't seen in a long time and saw others who I was seeing for the first time. I'm a Jackson High girl, if you weren't aware, but I knew quickly I was surrounded by an abundance of Lumen Christi alum. Now I've slowly let go of those rivalry issues, yes, but I subconsciously I put on an orange Jackson High t-shirt and black Jackson High sweats to sleep last night.
If you're bored, enter the unknown of the Jackson social scene. There can be surprising leads and interesting encounters if your open for a little spontaneity.