I'm not sure what possessed me to agree to go to a club. I guess I was curious if clubbing in London was any different. Ironic that it was Valentino Khan spinning that night since I could see him any time in LA.
Ambience: This club was so dingy and hot. The lights and disco ball were on point though. Having very low ceilings made it feel claustrophobic. There were also platforms that people could dance on. I'm not sure if that's the best thing for drunk people though. The platforms made it difficult to see the artist if you were standing in the back.
Bouncers: shoutout to the bouncers. They were vigilant and made sure everyone stayed in line (without being unnecessary). They totally made my experience just a little bit better. I saw them break up a fight before it even started. They quickly yanked a guy out of the women's restroom before he was even able to get both feet in. Also, they cleared the pathway for me when they saw me struggling to get through the crowd with two drinks in my hand.
Drinks: it was $5 pounds for a mixed drink. They measure their shot of alcohol very precisely here
Creeps: Not sure if this was the norm or not, but there were creepy vultures here who would literally move on from a female to the next. It was annoying having to stand up for myself the whole night