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Nothing makes you feel old like a night in LoDo
Contributed by: Annie Hundley   on 6/12/2006

Our friends from Santa Fe rejected common sense last weekend and drove six hours for a Denver visit. Nate and Sandy hosted us in Santa Fe a few months ago, so it was our turn to show them a good time. The default 'let's have a good time' location in Denver, of course, is LoDo. (That's short for Lower Downtown for those of your reading from Zanzibar.)

LoDo is a bizarre amalgamation of cutesy boutique shops and ridiculously priced lofts by day and something altogether different by night. To call it a bar district wouldn't be nearly descriptive enough. LoDo turns into this weird universe where halter-tops come out to play. Seriously. If you're 21 to 25 and live in Colorado, I think it might actually be a law that you go to LoDo on Saturday night.

And if you're getting married? Fuggedaboutit. Authorities will forcefully attach a white veil to your head, squeeze you into your tightest booty pants, call your single friends and then implant you in the heart of LoDo and put a shot of booze in your hand.

We, being cheap young professionals who actually work for a living and don't pay for drinks with our parents' credit cards, were looking for a cheap place to drink. We found Pat's, which is a basement bar on Market, between 16th and 17th. A guy up on Market shouted "$1.50 Miller Lights! $2 Kamikazes! $4 Jaeger! I don't know why I'm shouting at you! You're already going into the bar!"

We filed downstairs, bought our cheap beers and took over a booth. The place was dead. Over the course of the next hour at least three bachelorette parties filtered through. One group was already drunk enough to have hit the girl-dancing-on-girl-dancing-on-pole stage of the evening. Yikes.

The manager obviously called in the infantry at some point because two girls showed up later in the evening and started dancing alone on the dance floor. We eyed them suspiciously. "Paid dancers," we whispered to each other. Nobody took the bait and the dance floor remained sadly empty for several songs. Desperate, one of the girls approached our table. "I got paid $100 to get people to dance," she said. "Come on guys! Get on the dance floor!"

Our attitude moved from suspicion to disgust. This girl got paid $100? Seriously? Rather than having the intended effect of motivating some dance action, the dancer instead made enemies. Nate, who isn't known first for his tact, occasionally shouted "One HUNDRED dollars!" while she danced alone.

We eventually gave up on LoDo. There were massive lines to get into other bars and the people in those lines, frankly, worried me. We decided to retreat to Nate and Sandy's hotel room. On the walk back, my enthusiasm for LoDo hit a new low. We passed a guy peeing in plain sight. Soon after that, we passed a homeless man who may or may have not been drunk. "Where'd you get yer woman?" he shouted at my husband.

Back at the hotel, we settled on some real entertainment. Nate switched on the TV and we cuddled up to watch a 30-minute infomercial for 80's Gold, a 138-song CD compilation from the best music of the 80s. We sang along to snippets of music by geniuses like Steve Winwood, Billy Ocean, Mr. Mister, Foreigner, Tiffany and more. It was fun. We laughed. I'm sad to say it, but the infomercial was more fun than LoDo.



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Submitted By: Delete Me
posted on 7/6/2006 @ 10:17:35 PM
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I defenitely sort of remember nights I spent in LoDo in my youth. Most of those memories are blurry, but sometimes you have to push your boundaries. Now that I am *cough* 31, I don't go to the clubs much. Usually I just park my walker next to the coffee shop ash tray and mumble about how I hate tennagers.
Submitted By: William Boucher
posted on 6/17/2006 @ 6:53:58 PM
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Jagr was great until he hurt his leg in the playoffs. Oh, wait a minute, Jager. Never mind.
Submitted By: Travis Henry
posted on 6/16/2006 @ 1:07:01 PM
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What's wrong with Jäger and Red Bull?
Submitted By: John Zwick
posted on 6/16/2006 @ 9:49:52 AM
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I'm in that 21-25 demo and I absolutely loathe lodo. I'm not going to drown myself in hair care products, I hate those stupid striped shirts, and I like tipple a little more sophisticated than Jäger and Red Bull. In short, it's no wonder I've yet to pick a wife out of this crowd. If you want a decent place on Market, though, the Blue Mule is pretty cool when it's not too busy. Definitely not your standard Lodo meatmarket.
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