It was an easy date to arrange... eh, Mambo coming on 24th Feb.. Free? Deal. Hoho.
It was just Auntie S and I. Auntie SR has a medical checkup the next day and had to fast from midnight onwards. Cannot, will die of thirst. Auntie SL has a DnD to attend. A colleague was previously interested but her plan was thwarted by a persistent cough. Daddy Lim was very surprised that I went ahead when it was just the 2 of us. No problem, we will still be very "entertained".
We met at 9.30pm, with the intention to chill somewhere, maybe drink a coffee or something. We wandered alittle around Clarke Quay and stopped for a cocktail at Warehouse. Why that place? Bcos it was crowded (probably means that it is not bad), had a band playing and we decided to channel the funds into some alcohol instead of caffeine.
Oh yes, very meitu-ed. Hoho. Auntie S had a Lychee Martini and I ordered a Hawaiian Samosa. We shared a basket of fries and enjoyed the band from the TV screen bcos we were seated outside.
At about 10.40pm, Auntie S said that it was almost time to go and rushed me to finish my Hawaiian Samosa. We had to glup the remaining half glass. I know right, I drink so slowly, my colleagues always say that I 养金鱼in my glass.
We took a quick walk inside the restaurant before making our way to Zouk. There is a super mini "dance floor" in the restaurant, so small that it can barely fit 10 people.
It was super ironical that Auntie S was telling me while paying for Mambo entrance that maybe the club would be empty bcos it was "still early". Zzzz... then why we rushed to finish the drink ah? And she was right, even at 10.50pm, it was "too early" and the DJ looked like he had just taken his spot.
The dance floor only started to fill up at 11ish.
This time, we saw the young girls entourage 2x during the night.
Zouk also put the platform back to the centre of the dance floor. Gone were the days that I would attempt a platform bcos there were no mobile phone camera in my times. Now, everybody took out their HP when someone is brave enough to step on the platform. I don't think I want to be on I-duno-whose IG/ Tik Tok the next moment.
The dancefloor started to get very crowded at 12ish - 1ish. We left Zouk at 2am. The moment I left the dancefloor and walked normally, my knees hurt like mad. When I got into the grab, I realised how bad my back was hurting and how desperately I actually needed to sit down. Lol.
So did we have good fun? Of course. I did grow sick of retro songs and the 油腻大叔 who crowd the platform. No joke, out of the 10 "Mambo dancers", 9 of them are middle-age men and they proudly bathed in the Mambo glory. The next round, we talked about trying the Total Recall event, playing 90s and 00s music. I am just not sure what kind of crowd though.
Oh ya, Auntie S asked why the sudden urge to go Mambo. Simple, I grew sick and tired of my usual exercise reigmn and dancing sounded like a great workout, just a bit expensive though. Hohoho.
The last picture at the taxi stand before we hit home.
Mummy Lim
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