Where? At a local street festival here, on one of the upper floors of a parking garage.
How’d it go? I used to be a decent roller-skater when I was a kid. I was about as good as one can be without never quite getting the hang of skating backwards, and was regularly one of the last to go at roller limbo until some girls started being able to do the splits.
I thought maybe roller skating was like riding a bicycle, so that once I got the skates on it would all come back. Turns out: not true! Worse, roller-disco security wouldn’t let you figure out your skate-legs off to the side, but instead if you were standing up on skates you were supposed to be inside a mostly-drunk throng.
Would you do it again? Not unless we had a chance to practice.