My temporary replacement to our group who would spend a week with us was Breon, or Baby B as he was nicknamed as part of our boy band we formed named Carmax, my boy band name is Molly Danger (who knows why). We found ourselves traveling from the heel to the southern coast of the toe, Sella Maria, within 5 minutes of the beach. The four of us did a couple of super easy fairy tale days, and ushered in the weekend with a night of heading out to the clubs. This night started with a nice dinner and a few drinks at the hotel and we tried to head out of the our abandoned hotel(we were the only guests, and the one hotel owner). We spent an hour and a half trying to get though the gate until we had to wake up the owner to let us up, bravo team.
When we finally made it out and to the town with the clubs 30km away (around 3km to a mile I later discovered), we came across a club called the Ace club which seemed to be bumping. We got conned into paying g 8 euro’s at the door, and it turned out to be a 17 year olds birthday party with weak drinks and one room with a disco ball and a tiny dj booth. We had a solid high school dance party to strobe lights and left amused and convinced we were easily the oldest people there. The search for a real club continues, and after our TomTom led us up a super tight alley we spent an half an hour squeezing out of streets that are not ment for anything more than smart cars and horses. The search led us to a massive club called Atmosphere. This big rather nice club had a line stretching for a while and it probably would have taken an hour to get in, but Baby b has some Italian friends.
Outside the club Breon sees a friend he made when he passed through the area on a previous tour named Pasquali. He ushered us past the line, got us discounted Vip tickets and in to the club in under five minutes, the club was gorgeous and absolutely packed, with stiff drinks and a live performer with dj to boot. The live performers name was La Bouche, and he wrote and orignally performed “Be my Lover” from the night at the Roxbury Soundtrack, we were all very stoked because it’s a ridiculous song, the dude was quite middle aged rocking a white tight suit and a some dancing girls. We smoked cigarettes in the club and befriend the group of guys that Breon had met on his last visit, and finally commuted back to our abandoned hotel by the sea around four am.
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