I had the most amazing night ever last night. We had a great time, but it wasn´t the fun level that made it the most amazing night ever (although that level was through the roof). What made it the most amazing night ever was the fact that we stayed out dancing all night and I didn´t spend a cent to fund this madness. This just does not exist at home. Let me explain...
There are people all over the place at night in the streets offering sweet deals to go into different clubs and bars. Lauren and I wandered away from the group to head to a massive Euro club (which we found out contained mostly Americans... boo...) called Joy. On our way, we were offered tons of these little coupons and we heard the name of our destination amongst the ruckus. We snatched those right up and continued merrily on.
We arrived at about 1 and had to stand in line for a bit (again, boo...) but it didn´t take too long. We were chatting anyway about this crazy Spanish kid who followed us for about 6 blocks on our traverse through Sol. Lauren´s too cool for school and just started yelling at this dude in French like a madlady (she lived in France during her childhood). I almost got to beat some ass but unfortunately he wised up and eventually left us alone. Lauren yelled at me at one point during this walking with some crazy guy behind us talking to us sesh, "Can´t you be less blond?" Whoa, whoa, whoa, this episode was way less my fault than crazy Spanish guy´s!
We finally got in this club with free admission because of this sweet coupon. The best part of the evening: they gave us more coupons for free drinks. Since Lauren had already consumed a few beers (and her daily prescription meds;) ) she gave me hers and the night began. We danced in this place for a couple hours with all sorts of different people. At one point we encountered some guys from our program and danced with them a bit.
Another cool part of the evening (this night had many): At about 2:30 (I think?) there was this explosion of silver confetti from the stories high ceiling and the stage at the front of the club opened to reveal all these dancers wearnig neon clothing (very little of it) and a huge drag queen lady singing old school disco to techno beats. This was quite a scene, let me tell ya. I was dazzled. A little later when the lady stopped singing (but nobody could stop those crazy cool dancers... they were maniacs, maniacs, right?) a handfull of people jumped up on the stage. Was I one of them? you are asking yourselves. Well, the answer is yes, I was (after a few minutes). This was not my idea, but it was definitely a good one. I got a few pictures of this and they´re pretty fantastic. I just took a little break from click-clacking away here and looked at them on my camera. I got some good ones of the dancers (one chick was wearing a neon green, backless thong leotard over leopard tights). I wish I could put them up now, but (woe is me) I cannot. I will later, for sure.
The only down side of this night was that I lost one of my earrings. This, however, was a small price to pay to the party gods.
Peace out.
Wait... mom I studied (that word was really hard for me to spell just now, weird...) my little verb flashcards all night and read our assignment in art history before we went. AND it wasn´t a school night ;)
Purple Rain by Prince is also playing in this locutorio where I´m sitting right now. That´s all.
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Teal, I love how you make sure to let your mom know you studied.. and I must admit that the stories you tell are hilarious. Seriously I can imagine it all going down, and see you totally rockin it out there! be safe :)
I much prefer drag queens to transvestites, too. :)
Purple raaaaaaiiiiinnnnnnn!
Just thought of bagels and acai smoothies (which are also purple).
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