Yes, that’s the club I went to on Friday night. I always want to go clubbing but each time I go, I’m reminded that I actually hate clubbing. Beijing club is probably the worst club I’ve been to. Don’t believe me? Here….let me paint you a picture.
I walk in the club, I mean I CAN’T walk past the door because there is already a sea of men. Yes, just MEN. I’m standing there trying to make my way through and already there’s a dude who whispers in my ear, “I have a table over there, come and drink with me.” Eww…maybe a better line first? All I could see were men, men and more men. Every guy was stuck onto another guy. With no space to breathe, let alone dance, all the guys just look like one big swaying mass. I wonder what the guys feel like. Having another man right up your butt, your chest, your arms are touching, your legs are touching. You might as well be in a gay porn production.
With no women in sight, and an entry fee of 300 HKD for men … I wondered why so many guys flock here every night, every week. There aren’t any girls!
So I concluded that Beijing club is actually a gay bar for men who don’t know they’re gay (yet) but love dancing 0.5 mm away from 20 other men. Yay for them.
I’m going home.
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