March 01, 2005

Oxford Street

Three plucky gals decided to explore one of Sydney's most happening hangouts on a weekend evening. Oxford Street, situated at Darlinghurst, where a prestigious hospital intersects, has been a popular haunt for individuals with unique sexual preferences and is laced with rows of gay bars and cuisine restaurants.

Traffic on a Saturday night in Sydney was harrowing. The weather was chilly after a drizzle, and tad unnatural for the summer. Having dressed up in their slingy clubbing attire, the adventurous trio were certainly not prepared for the merciless winds and upcoming sleazy encounters at the alleys.

"Hey gals, listen..." they heard a shout from the back and turned around. A tall middle-aged man in his windbreaker caught up with them.

"Some people I've met really dressed like freaks. But I must say you are one of those few who dresses pretty well in your attire....or less...." he commented, leaning closer to the one in her slender rose-pink sleeveless blouse.

They froze with fear and hastened their footsteps, ignoring his suggestive passes. Thankfully he walked away after.

Having been slightly traumatised and while battling the bellowing winds, they decided to warm up instead at an Indian restaurant for a late supper before heading for some bubble tea in the Chinese outlet. They relaxed amply in the quietness and solitude.

Curious to visit one of the more popular gay bars, they discovered to their dismay a long queue forming outside the entrance and aborted the plan, resolving to return in future, perhaps with a bigger company. The display of such intriguing characters with interesting mannerisms along the street nevertheless awed them.

As they plodded back to the car, they were again accosted by a group of strongly European-accented boys asking in their tipsy state: "Excuse me, can you tell us where we are now?.... Where's King's Cross? (Red light district in Sydney) ...."

Pointing to the adjacent road, one of the trio replied: "Cross the road!" before scurrying away.

Perhaps they were just not used to the culture yet.

Sleazy.