Thursday, July 10, 2008

omg V.I.P in the c.l.u.b

We stopped in Danang, Vietnam (the third largest Vietnamese port city) for a few days. Danang is the city where Jess's mom and relatives were raised. A peaceful town on the coast with nice and quiet beaches all around...


But of course, Jess's mom's mom's adopted brother's daughter's husband (aka jess's first cousin once removed) was once a dj at this club in Danang, Vietnam...

So, when we visited Danang a few days back, he gladly offered to take us all there. (Actually, he forced us out of bed when we were all switching channels back and forth between Wimbeldon and Friends repeats). Either way, we left the house in our normal, travelling gear, consisiting of no make-up, hair in pony tails (except Tommy) and semi-sweaty selves.

We got to the club...and let me tell you, were transported to god knows where.

The club was PACKED, with HUNDREDS of Vietnamese dressed to the nines. We were seriously scrubbed out, but they still let us in. We got a table in the VIP section (which in Vietnam is referred to as vip) and were immediately served half a bottle of whiskey, fruit, two types of nuts, pepsi, bottled water, etc. There were TV's around playing American music videos and American sports and the Techno (or house or trans, we're not sure) was DUF DUF DUFING in the background. On all sides of us there were strippers (or call girls) with nametags flirting with old white men (ew.) We're not sure about the nametags either.

Seriously, what a sight.

We're in Sapa, Vietnam now which is also quite a sight. It's a mountain town near the border of China that is kind of a combination of Bolivia and Cusco, Peru. It's a small world, afterall.

3 comments:

nnajar said...

POOJ!

I think you should begin your career as a travel writer--screw this MBA thing. This blog is really good!

xo

atn19 said...

Look Pooja, a comment! From me! Please DUF DUF your way through SE Asia. I am now ready to drink lots of beer and there is about 2 cases of Tiger beer in the fridge downstairs. But alas, there's no one to drink with me now that I am emerging from my 52 y/o cocoon. le sigh.

Unknown said...

oh pooj.. you really know how to make an entrance!!