... that Olsztyn has a nightclub/disco in the walls of the castle?
Well, neither did I until we went Clubbing on Saturday night.
About a week ago Agnes called me up and asked me if I wanted to go out dancing on Saturday night to Olsztyn and spend the night at her cousins house. I agreed to go. So, cue me on Saturday running about trying to find something in my wardrobe that could pass as anything remotely clubbing like. Thankfully I remembered a nice top that I'd bought last year in Scotch & Soda on one of our impromptu shopping trips (this same trip saw me buy a pair of gorgeous trousers...that proceeded to rip in the butt the first time I went dancing in them... -_-;; so embarrassing! Thank god for skin tone undies! TMI, I know). I have a dark pair of jeans with nice embroidery on the back pockets and I bought some pretty-shiny necklaces and funky-dangly earrings with me when I came back over here.
Thankfully my work shoes could double as clubbing shoes (they look like something like a cross between character shoes and 1920's flapper heels *grins* I wuvs them!)
So, 6pm we (Myself, Agnes, her husband and her brother-in-law - he whose name I cannot spell let alone pronounce) all piled into Agnes' 4WD (SUV, whatever) and started the hour drive to Olsztyn. We were headed to her cousins place somewhere near Stare Miasto (the old town). She had a rather large flat/apartment/place that we were going to crash in (I got my own room and fold out couch - which is more comfortable than the fold out couches I sleep on here in Mragowo).
Before we went clubbing we all headed to a restaurant to have some dinner. We ended up having Italian in Stare Miasto (they had an English menu! w00t! I didn't have to try and figure it out or hand it to Agnes to translate) and they all found my reaction to what Agnes did with her beer quite funny. She put juice in it!! Raspberry juice. It didn't taste like beer after she did that.
First club was kinda blah. Underground somewhere in Stare Miasto and...well, it was mostly full of beautiful people that wanted to be seen and not dance... and creepy staring guy (who would not stop staring at me the whole time we where there. He was more than a little drunk and just...creepy). We stayed for a while, tried dancing but the music was pretty crap, and then decided to leave (I think me dozing off in the corner despite the really loud music might've factored into the decision to leave). I did get to try a Tequila Sunrise. Okay, wouldn't probably get it again on my own, but if it was my only option I'd drink it. Pretty drink, though.
Cousin and Brother-in-law wandered off for about an hour to goodness knows where. I found out later they'd gone to try and find a better club. I was dragged out of the rather comfy chair (which might've been half my reason for dozing off), handed my jacket, and out into the cold we went.
Note: Cobblestones and high heels do not a good combination make. Us girls were linking arms and the ones on the end were clinging to the guys to help us keep our balance. I nearly went down twice on the walk to the next club.
Next club was in the castle walls! Seriously! It was so cool! The music was great (So loud you could feel the bass rattling your bones), you could barely move on the dance floor there were that many people, and the drinks weren't as expensive as the last place.
I got myself a Kamikaze to drink.
My reaction when I saw it:
'"That's very...blue.... is it radioactive?"
Had any of my friends who are into Transformers been there I probably would've held it up and quipped something like "Hey, look guys! Movieverse Energon!"
Yeah, it was that blue! I swear it had its' own glow (could've been the lights). It was really, really, really sweet.
We must've spent a couple of hours there. I danced most of the time... and had the unusual experience of someone getting me to move by shoving their hand halfway down the back of my jeans and lifting me to one side O.O
It was hot inside the club, but there was a door open leading out into the lower walls of the castle. I'd retreat out there every now and then. Got approached by this Polish guy (he did the sort of *flick*flick* thing with his eyes as I walked past and then came up when I stopped nearby to get some air).
Guy: *says something in Polish* (I'm rather suspecting that it might've been a Polish pick up line)
Me: I'm sorry, I don't speak Polish.
Guy: You speak English?
Guy: Excellent! *claps and then proceeds to talk my ear off for ten minutes, spitting while he talks*
Then his two friends come over, do the same *flick*flick* thing with there eyes, grin, say something to their friend. He introduces all of us (meanwhile I'm trying to think up and excuse to get out of there) and they settle around me on the stairs.
Agnes saved me *grins* She was heading back to her cousins flat and I used the chance to escape. She said to me later that I looked like I was holding court with the guys.
Next morning before driving back to Mragowo we stopped off at this store called Macro. It's like this wholesale warehouse for business owners. You have to have a membership card to get inside. Andrzej, Agnes' husband, has one. So we headed in there to do a little bit of shopping. I got myself a new pair of runners as the ones I had I can't wear (toes are not supposed to bleed like that! I have visable blood stains on the outside of the right shoe). I'm quite happy with my new shoes. They're quite comfortable.
And, that's what Sheena got up to this weekend ^____^