Halloween- Sweatin it Out
Of all the years I've spent in the States, I can't remember ever going to a Halloween Party. It took me to come to Japan to do so. Go figure.
This past weekend I went to the biggest club in Japan. There are also stories about it being the biggest in East Asia, but I wouldn't have the slightest clue and it doesn't really matter to me whether it is or not. It's called Ageha and my friends and I got there at the perfect time! We probably only waited 10 minutes in line to get in, which by the way was free if you dressed up! On the otherhand, another group of our friends had to wait for an hour and a half to get in when they only arrived 20 minutes after we did. That's a bit crazy if you ask me. Of course one would expect crazy costumes and the like and that's exactly what we got. It was so much fun. I think there were about four rooms playing different music: trance, reggae, R&B, and House. This might be a bit ignorant, but can anyone tell me the difference between House and Trance. They sound just about the same to me. The reggae room also opened up to a pool side on a deck outside facing a pond of some sort. It was raining and people were avoiding the area near the pool because of this. Yet, despite this, my friends and I were the first to let go of our inhibitions and just dance in the rain. It was a grand feeling- letting the rain fall upon one's face and forgetting about one's surroundings, all the while enjoying the languid movement of one's body.
There was dancing all night long! I danced until I could no longer move an inch, until my feet screamed for mercy. I will have to say, in general, the Japanese have more rhythm than the average caucasian. A surprising discovery. At one point I was dancing with two Japanese guys to some "Shawn Paul-like-music" and it was the most fun I have ever had dancing in Japan. Those boys could really move and I was able to really let go and express myself through one of my most favorite venues. This is an opportunity rarely found as many times it's either that the music is bad, or the dj is horrible or your partner isn't that good of a dancer. But, last night, all of those elements came together and gave me an experience in Japan I won't soon forget. Thank you boys! I took pictures, but you'll have to wait a couple of days for me to put them up on my site. I'll let you know when I've done so. Unfortunately, cameras weren't allowed inside the club so the only pics I have are those taken before we partied it up. :)
As you all can see by the time in which this post has been uploaded, I now have connected all of the essentials in their appropriate locations and am now able to write at home.
At long last....
This past weekend I went to the biggest club in Japan. There are also stories about it being the biggest in East Asia, but I wouldn't have the slightest clue and it doesn't really matter to me whether it is or not. It's called Ageha and my friends and I got there at the perfect time! We probably only waited 10 minutes in line to get in, which by the way was free if you dressed up! On the otherhand, another group of our friends had to wait for an hour and a half to get in when they only arrived 20 minutes after we did. That's a bit crazy if you ask me. Of course one would expect crazy costumes and the like and that's exactly what we got. It was so much fun. I think there were about four rooms playing different music: trance, reggae, R&B, and House. This might be a bit ignorant, but can anyone tell me the difference between House and Trance. They sound just about the same to me. The reggae room also opened up to a pool side on a deck outside facing a pond of some sort. It was raining and people were avoiding the area near the pool because of this. Yet, despite this, my friends and I were the first to let go of our inhibitions and just dance in the rain. It was a grand feeling- letting the rain fall upon one's face and forgetting about one's surroundings, all the while enjoying the languid movement of one's body.
There was dancing all night long! I danced until I could no longer move an inch, until my feet screamed for mercy. I will have to say, in general, the Japanese have more rhythm than the average caucasian. A surprising discovery. At one point I was dancing with two Japanese guys to some "Shawn Paul-like-music" and it was the most fun I have ever had dancing in Japan. Those boys could really move and I was able to really let go and express myself through one of my most favorite venues. This is an opportunity rarely found as many times it's either that the music is bad, or the dj is horrible or your partner isn't that good of a dancer. But, last night, all of those elements came together and gave me an experience in Japan I won't soon forget. Thank you boys! I took pictures, but you'll have to wait a couple of days for me to put them up on my site. I'll let you know when I've done so. Unfortunately, cameras weren't allowed inside the club so the only pics I have are those taken before we partied it up. :)
As you all can see by the time in which this post has been uploaded, I now have connected all of the essentials in their appropriate locations and am now able to write at home.
At long last....
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