Bierstube was just opening. I opted to sit out on the patio to enjoy the sunny day. My waitress was a friendly young lady named Serene who I’d guess was around 21. She had a number of tattoos and and amazing figure hidden by a t-shirt and jean shorts. She was easily the best looking woman I have seen in the last month. I ordered an appetizer, a reuben, and a Dr. Pepper. The portion sizes were generous, so I probably could have just settled for the sandwich.
Next I went over to Jumer’s to play some video poker. When I lived in the area, the casino was on a boat on the Mississippi River and I had never actually visited it. The casino is now on land a couple miles from its original location. I had a subpar gambling session at Jumer’s, so i decided to go to the casino that I spent the most time at and won the at: Rhythm City Casino. On the way, I stopped by Modern Woodmen Park to pick up a River Bandits baseball cap. The stadium does not have a fan shop that can be accessed from the outside, so the manager of the franchise escorted me into the empty baseball stadium and opened up the fan shop on the concourse just so I could purchase a hat. What a nice gesture.
Next I walked over to the Davenport Skybridge. This is a glass walkway that used to be a pedestrian bridge from downtown Davenport to the Rhythm City Casino. The casino has been moved off of the Mississippi River and is now on land near the intersection of I-80 and I-74. The skybridge now serves as an observation deck for the Quad Cities. I followed the bridge into downtown Davenport and ended up in a bar called The Starting Line. I drank a few Budweisers and escaped the heat.
Around 5pm, I went to Tuxedos Show Club after stopping at a liquor store to pick up a tallboy of Bud Light. The club was pretty dead and had a funky smell like there was mold growing on the carpeting. All four dancers were pretty nasty. The best was a 4 on a 10-point scale. I guzzled my beer and headed out. The next stop was the Comfort Inn & Suites on the north end of town. The hotel was right next door to Daisy Dooks and across the street from a Flying J truckstop. In fact, my hotel room window looked out right across the parking lot at the strip club. I’d definitely be walking over later.
I showered, relaxed, and then headed for dinner around 8pm. I went to the Iowa 80 Kitchen in Walcott, Iowa. Iowa 80 is the largest truckstop in the world with 900 parking spots for big rigs. I had spent a significant amount of time at the truck stop in my younger days and had become friends with the Peel family, the family that runs the Iowa 80 Kitchen. I ordered the pork cutlet, but it was not as good as I had remembered. The fries were as subpar as they always had been, and it was my fault for ordering them instead of a better side. I walked around the chrome shop after dinner to pick out a few needed accessories and then departed back to my hotel in Davenport.
After parking, I walked across the street to the Flying J and bought a six-pack of Budweiser cans, then proceeded to the entrance of Daisy Dooks. I was denied entry at the door because I was wearing a muscle shirt on a hot August night. I walked back to the hotel to put a button-up shirt on. When I finally got inside Daisy Dooks, it was packed. There were five bachelor parties present. The main focus for most of the clientele seemed to be tipping the stage, since private dances are overpriced and not that private. Dancers seemed to make $150 to $200 in singles every stage rotation. The talent was better looking than the two other strip clubs I had visited this weekend. At one point a fight broke out between a bachelor party and a group of farmers. The bouncers separated them and threw out the farmers so the bachelor party could stay and continue spending money. About five minutes later, the two groups were fighting again out in the parking lot. Every bouncer ran out of the club to stop the fight before someone got seriously hurt on the property. The excitement did not end there. Two strippers started yelling at each other and got into a catfight. I got up out of my chair to egg them on. Two other strippers and a bouncer were able to finally separate them. I consumed my entire six-pack and left tired just before the 4am closing time.
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| Daisy Dooks from my hotel window. |
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