Back again Insiders! – Part 2.
So we stupidly got into a taxi with 2 guys (which I have already been told off for by my mum) – rightly so. However we are alive and they weren’t murderers. They were actually lovely guys. We actually stayed with them for the rest of the night. We ended up on broad street. For all of you that know the area, this is known as the highlight area for clubbing, drinking, bars everything. You literally walk up and down one road that has all the bars and clubs you could ever want. Ranging from RnB, Rock, Pop, Old School everything!
The most annoying this is that people randomly come up to you trying to get you into their bar or club. ‘Free shots’ ‘£1 shots’ ‘Half price entry’ ‘wrist bands here’ – Literally its lie you’ve never been so wanted in your life! We randomly picked a bar said that there was £1 shots, so as my bestie loves shots we headed in. I love my bestie, the best way to get to know new people is to do tequila shots with them. Breaks the ice every time! My besties starts off the round, I then followed ordering more shots. These poor guys had no idea what they were getting themselves in for. However they kept up pretty good and took all the shots we gave them. – Fair play. We turned round to see that this bar/club place was dead. I love places that are packed, as no one is really paying attention to you. This was not like that at all.
We decided to leave. Heading up the road we got approached by one of promoters for a club. My bestie has been out in Birmingham before and jumped and squealed! She knew the club that was being promoted. She was really raving about it and so we got our wrist bands and continued to walk up the street. We got chatting to these guys and found out that they are rather well-educated and rather decent jobs – Lucky.
Finally reaching the club at around 2:00am, people had been queuing up and there was loads of security. Now from where I’m from we don’t have any clubs that have body searches, metal detectors, facial recognition and security. I looked at my friend and was like, what kind of place is this? – I was thinking the worst, obviously thinking people had been stabbed, killed, seriously injured – However my bestie said ‘Nope, it’s just so big here they need to keep check of who is in the cub’ … Hmm. we all got through OK (obviously as non of us are killers or had any sharp objects). I now understood what my bestie meant. This place was big. Like Big as in a House Of Fraser/Debenhams BIG. There was more than one club in the building.
You could walk into one room and have old school music – Mcfly, High School Musical, Busted that kind of thing then go into another room which is RnB! I must admit I was pretty amazed. In all honesty all of us seemed to like the old music room better. I mean it must have been like we were trying to re-live are youth or something! That’s how it felt anyway. – Needless to say we all got along, dancing away drinking, singing and everything! It must have been around 4pm when security started to move people out of the club.
We shared a taxi back to the hotel and said bye to our new friends and we went are separate ways. – Insiders, I am going to express how safe you need to be when on a night out. I know it may seem that overtime I’m out with my bestie that we meet new people and she taxis with completed strangers, but please please please remember that you shouldn’t do this. Yes these guys were nice, but one day they might not be. Its stupid decisions the me and my bestie make – Please don’t follow in our footsteps. STAY SAFE.
The guys that we met actually made mine and my besties night. Absolutely great lads that cheered us up when we were having such a sh** start to the night.
Anyway as you can imagine getting back at 4:30am was a killer, especially when we had planned to go shopping all day on the Saturday. HUNGOVER – Understatement. Retail therapy was much-needed. Didn’t quiet cure the headache though.
Remember Insiders, on a night out stay safe, you don’t know what idiots are out there.
The Insider x