Quote: (05-06-2013 08:46 AM)DBCooper Wrote:
Quote: (05-06-2013 08:08 AM)Vorkuta Wrote:
I've had some epic nights out in the meat markets of places like Stoke, Oldham, Rochdale etc. but it's not for the faint hearted. For a foreigner not used to such places it would probably be a bit too much of a cultural deep end to jump into on a short trip unless you had a British wingman.
Correct me if I'm wrong, but when you say not for the faint hearted are you making reference to the disparity in the culture between a night out in America and one here in the UK? My impression of it has always been that you're more likely to get the shite kicked out of you on a night out here, but not as much in America?
Not necessarily between US and UK but pretty much a foreigner from anywhere except probably Australia.
As you know the nights out up north can be fucking rough, people getting smashed about, knuckle draggers everywhere, over zealous bouncers on roids looking to steam you, spill someone's pint or make eye contact and you can get into a brawl. And that's just in a club. Then you have to navigate the taxi queue or the kebab shop with the pissed up dickwads who did not pull and are looking to round the evening off with bit of afters.
You, I, Sportbilly and the other Brits on here have grown up knowing the way around these things, we have had to learn avoidance techniques and have heightened awareness when we're out or we'd be rolling around on beer stained carpets every Friday night with the local dickheads. But say a young Belarusian lad gets off the plane in Manchester and heads to Toxteth or Burnley for a night out? He'd have no fucking clue and sense little of the pitfalls. In the same way as if I hit up a rough club in Detroit or Tirana without knowing the way things work I'd be putting myself in the way of a possible brawl.
Apart from the brawling that we take for granted on a northern shit-hole night out there is the shock of seeing the sights: people fucking in bus stops, women unconscious in the street, people spewing up in doorways, women showing their tits and minges to passing motorists. If you grew up thinking UK life is like a scene from a Dicken's novel you'd have a fucking heart attack.
Despite all that, it's a bloody good crack.