Journey To The End Of The Night — FREE!

Do you like the feel of the chase? The rush of uncertainty, the bubbling of blood, the thrill of the adrenaline levels pounding in your…skull? There is nothing quite like that anxious, stalker feeling, and tonight, you can get a taste of it without the bite of the restraining order after.
Journey To The End of The Night is a street game that operates as a pre-party to Halloween. The idea is that you get through an urban race of five different checkpoints, and unidentified chasers are there to block and obstruct your mission. There are no cars, no cabs, no bikes, no scooters, no motorcycles…just your favorite pair of running shoes and the pavement. There is no reason to look retarded and dress up in marathon gear; Halloween attire is encouraged and an award for best costume will be given out at the finish line. So, tell me: are you game?

Journey To The End of The Night Race
Begins near the Ferry Building at the end of Market St. [Embarcadero]
Halloween: Saturday, October 31st at 7pm
Don’t wear your hooker heels to this shindig!

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Monica Miller - The Intern

Ms. Miller was born in San Diego, CA to one lesbian mother and one righteous, cheap father. Currently, she is enrolled at San Francisco State University for a B.A. in Journalism and the approximate completion date is around 2015. She has worked for many papers in the Bay Area, including the Oakland Tribune and the San Mateo Country Times and is currently the city editor at one of the most underappreciated publications in SF, the Golden Gate [X]press. Though she may find bargains aplenty, it only stems from the necessity of never landing an actual job and working for hacks [like Stuart.] With intelligence, style, poise, bite, and honesty, she will rip your heart out; but not before writing some awesome, poignant shit. This year, she is looking forward to bigger and better things such as: trying to get paid for a gig, actually finding a date that isn't a loser or fucking crazy, not calling her parents when hungover and bringing you the best of the 7x7 everyday of the week. [By the way, I wasn't kidding about the date thing; if you love food, booze and shoegaze, get at me.]