pssst, mischief managed: Queen City Walking Tours

that person i like

my "Said Date,"

on previous occasions, referendum in blogging

took me on a date last friday.

a cool one!

which is common, but man! it was cool!

we did the

Queen City is Haunted! walking tour

through Downtown Cincy

(a sometimes terrifying place in its own right.) ;P

let me just say that it was literally a FREAKY awesome time.

our three hour tour

complete with three silly tour guides

dressed in reminescent period clothing

filled us in on all the happenings in a three block area for the past hundred + years, or so.

the tours began when the city of cincy requested the touring company to expand their ventures and provide recreational experiences for citizens across the tri-state.

and the premise is exceptional.

based in fact, the tours come to fruition

from cross-referenced stories.

stories told from multiple perspectives, having basis in actuality

with witness accounts

newspaper reports

significant life events and changes to back them up.

and then they bring in a psychic.

and they take her on the tour, without telling her any of their learned research

and she has all these freaky moments that back up all the research they've uncovered

and then, like very freaky magic,

the tour is born.

and then you bring in the poor saps

like the two above

who pay money to freak themselves out.

which, by the way, was super fun.

we walked the tour for three hours

visiting the streets of cincy

memorial hall, music hall, and 1313 vine st.

the two halls were UNBELIEVABLE.

like all performance spaces,

they totally, absolutely carry an aura with them

in a way that could easily and most usually

be counted as haunted.

i flipped out over those two places.

gorgeous. amazing. beautiful architecture. history

we even snuck up onstage at memorial hall

and snapped a picture

(mainly because we both knew that any normal house manager of that space would FREAK OUT

if they knew that we were actually up there and

subsequently encouraging the rest of the tour to be so emboldened.)

and in 1313 Vine, I again, flipped out

but mostly because the SPACE WAS TERRIFYING.

it used to be an old goth-freak-dominatrix club called "The Warehouse,"

in which WHO KNOWS WHAT happened.

we walked into the main room, and i immediately freaked out.

squeezed my eyes shut.

wrapped around aaron.

and whimpered?

perhaps i did, i'm a grown woman, so what! :)

and did i mention i grew up with ghosts?

very true. in my parents' home in texas.

ANyway, we made it out alive

and when the tour guides started leading the tour to suspecting

"activity and haunts are verrry common here! just look at our blinking EMF"

i stopped freaking out and realized again that it was all just play.

play, indeed.

very fun play.

i was so happy!