New Years Eve was kind of a wash for me. This is unsurprising, though I feel that I may have encountered what one might call a “self fulfilling prophecy,” in fhat I was expecting to maybe not have the greatest time (but hoping to have one), and I didn’t.
Here is the thing: we went to this place called “Victoria’s” on 17th avenue in Calgary; it was billed as a “masquerade” and from all reports, the promoters who put it on generally do amazing things. This is not in question, as the idea of this event seemed to be a winner.
Yet, when I got there, it was just Calgary to the Nth degree; Way too many people (it was oversold by at least 300 tickets), and the place was way way understaffed (it would have been understaffed if half of the people were there). Thus, you couldn’t get a drink (after waiting through tedious lines, you were lucky to be acknowledged unless you were showing cleavage), you couldn’t move around. The atmosphere was gross, people were not (to my eyes) really enjoying themselves…
Over the last four months, this has generally been my experiance with Calgary as a whole. The strain from everyone and their dog moving here from all over the country is getting to its breaking point, and it is events like these that throw it in everyones face.
Who wants to live like this?