I have 5 month in the UK and although I have gone out quite some. I hadn’t really gone properly clubbing at the London way.
Last Saturday, we decided to go to Silver. So lets start by the fact that we were queuing at the entrance for 20 minutes in a freezing evening wearing our almost hard core winter clothes when half of the girls around were in one tiny bit of clothes and high hills. We were in the guest list and since we were late I had to become Ellis Vis to enter. Fine! I did so. I mean I could also have a dutch name, what about Indonesian-dutch girls?Once inside, it was pretty cool and literally cool as well. God, the AC was on as if It was summer and still those tiny dress girls would leave their coats right at the entrance. All over the place, Barbie dressing at the style of paris Hilton and Lindsey lohan (if you read glossy magazines). Party mode in london standards means dressing up and showing-it-all regardless of the shape. Its not what fits you, its what fits into the fashion. You are lucky if another girl has the same dress you are wearing, that means you are on top of it!
I had the idea that in latin America we dress up to go out, but this would have left the latin outfits out of range. Although, I have to say that latin means are way different.
Commonly as in the other clubs I’ve been to, girls modelling around the bar, guys walking through to pick up someone or being picked up… and artificial mini fireworks while dancing as in new year for a second look.
Take a bite here: http://www.glm.uk.com/silver.html
Cant wait to go out with my latin music in Peru next weekend!
After running from different part of London where showing Rita my favourite places, we managed to reach "The hems", the ducth bar where we were meeting Petr. When we met, we hugged so strong as when having something you dont want to let go. Just seeing Petr brought me to my ER team in AI. I havent had a similar noisy non political correct and FUN environment since then... The closest to it was our Fridays in DHL in Peru, where at 4pm we would start playing the famous latin "Atrevete" from Calle 13. It was hillarious, full 3 minutes where the whole area, were updating me on music "on" in Peru and recharging the last piece of the battery for the last day of the week. 
