Since we had been winging our Saturday night out, we decided to continue on and wing it for dinner before the tour. We went to Natty Greene's, but it was too long a wait. Undaunted, we headed to Liberty Oak Tavern. We were seated immediately. Five minutes pass--no waitress. Ten minutes pass--no waitress, plus the nattily dressed couple behind us were complaining to other servers about how they had placed their order over 40 minutes ago & still didn't have even their appetizer. If they were going to ignore that super sharp couple, the Godwin trainwreck didn't stand a chance. We walked off after fifteen minutes of being ignored. Other waitresses were waiting on tables around us (even those seated after us) and we spoke in the loudest manner--by taking our bucks elsewhere. Bad show Liberty Oak. We headed to our trusty stand by, Opa. You might call us unorganized, but we prefer to call it "living dangerously" (cut us some slack--we're middle aged, middle class--not having reservations IS dangerous to our kind).
After dinner, we walked to meet up with the tour group at the Municipal Center. We'd driven past this place gazillions of times and never gave it a second glance. Our tour group was lead by Topher, who looked curiously like John Popper, only without the bandoleer of harmonicas.
|Seriously, I kept expecting to hear him break out into a chorus of "Runaround"|
It was very fun, even if the scariest part of the night was our experience at Liberty Oak Tavern. The weather was beautiful and
Bonus score--we ran by Krispy Kreme afterwards. Hey, we had a babysitter--we were living it up! In a middle age, middle class kinda way.
Carolina History & Haunts Tour