I worked late on Saturday night while R swanned off with friends for dinner. Once home, instead of staying up late, chatting and drinking, we went to bed relatively early. I did not want to look hungover as we had a lunch to attend and an interesting lunch it was. I may have still looked hungover, but I wasn't.
We met two people who I know only via my blog. There is no real reason not to say who they are, but there is no real reason to say who they are.
Nevertheless, we met outside Club X in Acland Street, St Kilda. I suggested there as there is a bit of space and some seats. Acland Street can get very crowded.
We had some nice food at Cafe Bala, somewhat of a St Kilda institution I was to learn. But meeting strangers without having a drink in hand is hard work. Things improved muchly once we adjourned to Dogs Bar, another St Kilda institution.
In spite of us frequently having breakfast at Mojito in South Yarra, I have never tasted a mojito cocktail. It just seems so inappropriate to drink a mojito with your bacon and eggs at 9.30am, for me anyway. Who is saying 'why not'?
Our lunch companions had very fine mojitos the night before elsewhere, so we ordered mojitos and a bottle of wine. The drink was nice enough, but our companions did not think they were as good as they had drunk the night before. I thought they were ok, but perhaps on the weak side. I could well imagine two or three might do you in, so to speak.
Alcohol is not called a social lubricant without good reason, and socially lubricate it did. We had a very pleasant couple of hours chatting and discovering each other, in a very innocent manner of course.
Dog's Bar was nice too. Even though it was a lovely sunny day, we were in the shade and the external heating above us was welcome. As the afternoon wore on, I could not help but notice how many of our fellow patrons knew each other. Even passers by stopped for a chat with patrons. Although Melbourne is a city of nearly five million people, who said you have to live in a small country town to live in a village? They were in their village, among their people.
So are you tempted to go down the nerve making path of meeting someone you know via your blog? I would recommend it, especially if you have known them via their blog for a long time and exchanged personal emails or phone calls.
Is this what is described as social media? It can be very social indeed.