If you could spend one day/night in the Roaring 20's/Golden Era what would you do?

[VintageGirl143]

I would buy a ladies cigarette holder for my stogies, & spend the night attending one of Jay Gatsbys famous parties. lol (I know its just a novel) but the closest I've gotten is dinner parties in Yonkers and an array of house parties in Manhattan. (Fun & memorable but just not the same)

 

[JohnnyGringo]

I'd be seeking out fine dining and live music!

 

[Tomasso]

I know one stop I'd make.

 

[mannySpaghetti]

 

[ScionPI2005]

I'd like to get out and see the sights. Go attend a few social gatherings, a few live music events, and just be out and about to see all the cool things of the era: the cars, the hats, whatever really.

I certainly wouldn't get any homework done that day...

 

[Kitty_Sheridan]

In the 20's? I'd rouge my knees and roll my stockings down...and all that jazz!



In the 30s/40s...Well, I'd go looking for Jimmy Stewart and take him dancing.....

(after an afternoon of lessons from Fred Astaire!)

 

[dhermann1]

I'd see Babe Ruth play at the Yankee Stadium (that's how they said it in those days) and maybe take in Louis Armstrong or Bix Beiderbecke in the evening. Also a Gershwin or Cole Porter musical might be nice.

 

[Drew B]

Am I allowed to bring things back?

I might get some hats

or a car.

or even just nick a nice building .... or person.

I'd probably just go to a bar and meet people. "Hi, I'm from a local rag, just profiling bars and the like". Get some good stories. Oh and dance with a cute girlie.

Actually, I don't think anyone would really fit in. As much as we love the era there would still be a culture barrier.

But its one night, live it up i guess.

Oh and mess with the Spacetime Continuum just for a laugh.

 

[ET]

Buy blue chips and put them in a trust to pick up later. Then maybe a little socializing....

 

[Marzipan]

I'd definitely go to the Riviera and hang out with the Gerald Murphys! I'm sure Zelda would be there!

Or I might go to Bloomsbury and knock on Vanessa Bell's door.

 

[Minerva]

I'd go see my family's speakeasy in New Orleans. Somehow no one has any photos and I'd love to see it.

Oh, and even if it's in the wrong sort of neighbourhood for a woman who's not in that line of work, I'd run really fast past my great-great-uncle's 'establishment' in Storyville. Again, the lack of photos ... like we have fine, upstanding, and respectable ancestors (and near cousins) or something. lol

 

[Ace Fedora]

Assuming that I can't bring anything back with me...

I'd eat at a few small diners and lunch counters, catch a matinee or two at one of the downtown cinemas, spend the early evening in the Press Club, talking to as many Winnipeg Tribune reporters as I can...

Knowing me, I'd probably spend a lot of time wandering around, trying to see how much of the city I'd recognize.

 

[Spitfire]

I would attend one of Adolf Hitlers first meeting in a bierhalle in Munich.
And kill him.

 

[Marzipan]

I would attend one of Adolf Hitlers first meeting in a bierhalle in Munich.
And kill him.

:eusa_clap

 

[JoePreppyPauper]

One Night in the Golden Age

I would love to don the white tie and tails and go to some swanky night spot like the Stork Club or Cotton Club. Hopefully one of my hero/legends like Ella Fitzgerald would be playing. Wow, this fantasy sounds like an out-take from "The Purple Rose of Cairo"!

 

[Big Man]

I would like to meet my grandfather (who died in 1932).

 

[Caity Lynn]

Heya, new here, but this thread looked interesting.

I'd most definitely get someone to teach me the Charleston and other dances.Buy a ciggie holder, and get a bob. I'd probably also get a garter flask (is that what they were called?) and have a nip, even though I don't drink, just to say I did.lol

 

[Dixon Cannon]

Rub out 'Snorkey' Capone and 'The Enforcer' Nitti before they ever got a chance to get started. Then, of course, zip back to 21st Century Senora before the boys could fit me for cement overshoes!

-dixon 'the eraser' cannon

 

[Imahomer]

I think I'd try to track down my Grandfather. I never had a chance to meet him and he had been in the country (from France) for some time in the 20's.

 

[Dixon Cannon]

And after I solved the Chicago mob problem...

I'd make sure I was a Paris' Le Bourget Airport at 10:22 PM on 21 May, 1927 to see the arrival of 'Lucky' Lindy in the Spirit of St. Louis. That had to be spectacular!

-Dixon 'aeronaut' Cannon