March 02, 2003

I'm home from my first

I'm home from my first night out clubbing in Frankfurt. First off, the transportation system is a little better than in Munich. In Munich, the train to my town did not run between 2 and 5am. So you either had to leave the club just as you were hitting a grove, or wait until you stopped having fun and just wanted to fall flat on your face. Here in Frankfurt, the train also does not run between 2 and 5am, but a network of night buses that run on Friday and Saturday evenings DOES. So I was able to leave the club when I got tired. :)

Second....men are pigs. I had fun dancing by myself. Oh, and the dweeby looking Turkish/East European guy had fun dancing near me. And the two black guys had fun staring at me while dancing somewhat near me. And then the two Turkish guys at the end of the night had fun trying to speak English to my tits and then having the nerve to ask for a threesome (one of them was talking to me downstairs and then as I was leaving and we got upstairs all of a sudden noticed my breasts were rather large and then couldn't stop giggling and saying tits. Shortly thereafter he propositioned me - or rather told his friend in German to ask me in English. I understood and walked away). Those were the guys who showed direct interest. A couple of other guys had fun dancing with my ass but the minute I turned around, stopped dancing or moved away. What, you're attracted to my ass as long as I don't notice you???? HELLOO. Smary ucky guys too. All the interesting guys either didn't notice me, noticed me but weren't attracted (hey, it's okay), or smiled, nodded, and danced while moving through.

All said though, I did enjoy myself and will go back again next month. The club hosts an Expat-Party the first Saturday of the month, and this was the first one. It had the misfortune of being the same day as most Fasching parties this month though. Hopefully next month the crowd will be a little bigger and feature more English speaking people that I can talk to (and less Turkish ones the speak to my breasts).

Time for bed now. Posted by Jinglelady at March 2, 2003 04:14 AM | Previous Blog | TrackBack
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