Fort Lauderdale Bus Loop: Charitable Drinking Leads to Looney Mayhem On Saturday
|Drunk bus loopers take over the streets in line for tacos.|
Literally taking over the street, the throng of bus loopers blocked traffic to form a line to the tacos. Everyone seemed to want something to absorb the alcohol, and the chef estimates he made 500 tacos at that point in the night. Instead of getting impatient, lined guests passed the time by playing hackey sack with the aluminum wrapper of a littered taco. With your choice of chicken or beef, tacos were served with cheese, salsa, and jalapenos. The tacos were bland and needed hot sauce added to it, based on the clamor of falling glass bottles of hot sauce, the drunk masses seemed to agree too.
11:19 p.m.: in front of Sopranos
Jess Swanson In front of Sopranos Fort Lauderdale Police detain three young men. They weren't on the bus loop.
Jumping on the trolley for the last location, I got sidetracked by the flashing cop lights that shined on two boys sitting on an unmarked cop car's hood and didn't follow the rest of the group to Sopranos immediately. While the charges were unclear (there was a handle of vodka on the car roof but no one was breathalyzed), an arrest report was written and the boys soon went on their way. As I made my way towards Sopranos, I reached the escalator as the bleary-eyed group from the trolley was exiting. When I asked if it was good upstairs, the girl simply said "mhm" as she struggled to hold her head up. Realizing the drink cards expired at 11 p.m., I took the trolley back to my car at the night's starting point. On board, two drunk girls began making out which led the group of barely 21-year-old boys sitting next to them to stop chanting and huddle around the girls to take pervy iPhone video. When the trolley arrived at the mall, the girls seemed unfazed (or unaware) of their audience or even that the vehicle had reached its destination.
As the doors closed behind me, the driver warned through the rear view mirror that the trolley stops at midnight. It was 11:37 p.m. and his tip jar was empty.
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