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so i started writing this last sunday... finally get to post the first part.
Last week, we decided that, it being our first friday in spain and all, it would be a good idea to go out to a club. The 'we' here refers to myself, my roommate in the hotel Kyle Varga, from UCI, who I get along with quite excellently, friends Danielle and Rachel from SB, and Kyle's friend from UCI who is studying in Barcelona, and happens to be visiting madrid with three other girls from her program, all from various UC's. My first suggestion was that we go to Kapital, the largest (7 stories) nightclub in madrid, but upon googling it I saw a link for www.discotecasgratis.com, which was some club promoter's site, and so we picked one of the clubs on the site and called the given number, and got on "el listo de julian", which was excellent as we not only got into the club (Joy Eslava), but got in without a cover charge. However, we went to dinner first (about 11:30) at VIPS, a somewhat hilarious (for us) restaurant that served semi-american food - pizza, but with jamon iberico, or like a club sandwich with jamon and manchego queso.... tasty, and amusingly, we were the only non-madrilenos in the place. Of course, we had to get a couple pitchers of sangria with dinner - an excellent deal at 10 euros for a FATTY pitcher, especially considering the amount of money we would be forced to spend on drinks later on. As we rolled up to the club (only a kilometer from our hotel, nice walk), we saw a couple madrilenos (or so they appeared) getting rejected by the swollen-looking bouncer, I guess for not looking cool enough. With trepidation I approached, but julian was a man of his word, and we were on the list, and strolled right on in. This is about 1:30 am, but the club is just starting to get going - mostly people just drinking and sitting, with the dance floor populated but not crowded with a good mix of locals, students (american and otherwise) and the creepy german guys who wore vests, looked like they would be named "Dieter", and just stared at at girls to the point where I would feel uncomfortable just seeing it.
Last week, we decided that, it being our first friday in spain and all, it would be a good idea to go out to a club. The 'we' here refers to myself, my roommate in the hotel Kyle Varga, from UCI, who I get along with quite excellently, friends Danielle and Rachel from SB, and Kyle's friend from UCI who is studying in Barcelona, and happens to be visiting madrid with three other girls from her program, all from various UC's. My first suggestion was that we go to Kapital, the largest (7 stories) nightclub in madrid, but upon googling it I saw a link for www.discotecasgratis.com, which was some club promoter's site, and so we picked one of the clubs on the site and called the given number, and got on "el listo de julian", which was excellent as we not only got into the club (Joy Eslava), but got in without a cover charge. However, we went to dinner first (about 11:30) at VIPS, a somewhat hilarious (for us) restaurant that served semi-american food - pizza, but with jamon iberico, or like a club sandwich with jamon and manchego queso.... tasty, and amusingly, we were the only non-madrilenos in the place. Of course, we had to get a couple pitchers of sangria with dinner - an excellent deal at 10 euros for a FATTY pitcher, especially considering the amount of money we would be forced to spend on drinks later on. As we rolled up to the club (only a kilometer from our hotel, nice walk), we saw a couple madrilenos (or so they appeared) getting rejected by the swollen-looking bouncer, I guess for not looking cool enough. With trepidation I approached, but julian was a man of his word, and we were on the list, and strolled right on in. This is about 1:30 am, but the club is just starting to get going - mostly people just drinking and sitting, with the dance floor populated but not crowded with a good mix of locals, students (american and otherwise) and the creepy german guys who wore vests, looked like they would be named "Dieter", and just stared at at girls to the point where I would feel uncomfortable just seeing it.
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