Still a fun experience in the end! I've roamed down so many unknown streets and walked into the doors of so many odd looking places, and even if I come out disappointed in the event it's a cafe, it was still fun trying something different and exploring, going beyond the usual locations that I've grown familiar with. I'm actually constantly on the hunt for them, because as much as I love the main spots, sometimes I want to feel a bit lost again and feel that sense of discovery.
As much as I could sympathize, that was an odd conversation I’ve had in a while.
I've encountered these a lot too. But that's also an experience. Sometimes you need to speak to such people to remember how so many others live, to remember to have a little empathy and realise that each person has their own stories to tell.
Unfortunately, after settling in myself, I saw a man in his 40’s approach me. He’s one of the staff that worked in the place. He asked me where I was from, why I was alone, and all the questions that seemed a bit odd in this setting.
They were probably surprised to see someone arrive, especially by themselves. I'm sure most people that do go there go as a group. Oddly, that location doesn't seem too bad. It has a certain environment to it, it's just lacking life.
Reminds me of a place in Tbilisi that I sometimes went to, but eventually stopped; it was called Introvert Cafe and was owned by some lovely Russian people that would rent the space out to their friends for little swaps and events. But it was mostly unknown beyond the small Russian community in that district. Every time I went there it was almost empty, unless there was an event. The place had a beautiful interior and full of fun art, board games and books, but being the only people there, it felt uncomfortable. Almost like we'd stepped into someone's home and just made ourselves comfortable as the owners relaxed in their kitchen.
The coffee was good, the people were lovely, and the environment was a cozy space, but that atmosphere was lost. So quiet inside that even to talk to the person next to you it was like you needed to whisper. Eventually we just never went again.
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