Well I decided to take it easy on Saturday and just had a little wonder round the city in order to find an alarm clock seeing as I actually had a somewhat early flight (which was 30 minutes earlier leaving than the ticket said). Then in the evening I ended up going out with a couple of people. The Australian lad from Sydney (Terry) lead the way and we soon discovered that Melbourne city centre is pretty devoid of pubs and clubs. We eventually found one that was pretty dead and after a few drinks decided to go to the club just down the block. However the girls weren't happy with the $10 entry fee, so we decided to find some other bars/clubs.
The barmaid in the first pub had mentioned another street, so again Terry lead the way but we soon realised that the clubs in question were in completely the other corner of the city. After about 30 minutes we came upon one which looking at the punters we decided was not quite for us (if we'd had some gothic makeup on then we'd have been alright). The next club along the street had a massive queue so we carried on and got given some fliers for free entry to what I think was called showgirls. I was initially concerned that there seemed to be lots of adverts for Chippendale type shows plastered to the building next door, but after a closer look it appeared that in fact there was such and establishment next door (or so it seemed).
So we went in and the upstairs was gated off so we went into the downstairs bar which despite having Karaoke (a redeeming feature, although not for the version of Welcome to the Jungle) did seem to be somewhat after sitting there for a while rather full of men. What particularly concerned myself and Terry was the fact that the men playing pool all seemed to be wearing very tight tops, had dodgy haircuts and kept putting their arms around each other. There was actually one woman there but she did have quite a manly face and an obvious wig. The two girls did find this all very amusing, so after a couple of drinks we decided to try and go upstairs (as I'd noticed that the gate was briefly open when I'd gone to the toilet). The gate however was still closed, then some chap standing by the side said to a bloke who came down the stairs let this four up, but I don't want any of those other lads going up (referring to some fellas behind us). The upstairs greeted us with the sight of two topless male strippers, although they were leaving, fortunately we had missed the male strip show. It did appear that all the women were in fact upstairs for this reason. Still the club was dire and despite the promise on the flyer of a cheesey 70/80/90s night there was no such music played.
I managed to get up early enough to catch my flight though, so I'm now in Cairns and start learning to dive tomorrow. I don't know how long each days lesson lasts, so I may not check my emails until the end of the week (I definitely won't be able to check them for the two nights I'm out on the boat). Cairns is lovely though, some sunshine at last as well.
Posted by Alexis at August 17, 2003 08:58 AMOh yeah! Banging nightlife!
Posted by: Alex at August 20, 2003 02:40 PM