Playing with Fire

Greetings friends and family and weirdos that are reading my blog. Just kidding, we're ALL weirdos right?

So, this week's episode is all about...
CLUBBIN! (ya know, bottle full o' bub and all dat)

Since I'm really bad at remembering to take pictures while I'm busy dancing and mingling and such, these shots were compiled over three or four different nights of clubbin.

My favorite spot (and pretty much only spot) I go is in a part of Seoul called Hongdae. And the name of the club is Cocoon. A typical Friday or Saturday night would start at about 9 or 10pm, when my friend Lee and I depart our homes in Ansan. We ride the subway to Hongdae for about 1.5 hours (yea kind of long). But it only costs $1.25 each way.

When we get to Hongdae, we often grab a ziplock bag of gin&tonic or tequila&juice from a street vendor before going into the club. Naturally, not many people get there until about midnight or 1am. You might be thinking, "But if the club closes at 2, then you traveled an hour and a half for only 1 hour of fun?!" No need to worry, these clubs all stay open until about 6am! Yee haw!!!

Okay, so here's what Cocoon is like: underground, many levels, fog, strobe, crazy lights, loud music, and LAZERZ LAZERZ LAZERZ!!!
Music is rap, pop and techno, a pretty good mix actually (especially for dancing), and it's almost all American music save a few Korean hits. Okay, picture time!



So here's what it looks like on the dancefloor with a camera-flash ruining the actual light and mood.









And here's what it really looks like while you're there.
*_*








The bar is also protected by LAZERZ.




















So here's one of the coolest things I've seen ever. The bartender takes out a special molotov cocktail bottle and lights it on fire. Then starts dancing with it. Then he takes out another one.
Seems kinda dangerous with all the drunk people around, but it was freaking cool!




FREAKING COOL!
I think it's called Flaring.

And THEN, when he was done they started ringing a shot bell, giving out heinekens, and pouring free shots into people's mouths.





So, when you're really awesome people like my friend and me, you get to go to the VVIP room. Not JUST a VIP room. The VVIP room.








Here's where the party's at in the VVIP.

















This is my boy Sam. Basically, his friends are rich (dad owns Korean Levi's or something) and go to Purdue for school. They get the VVIP room all the time. Lee and I met them, and they let us chip in like 15 bucks and chill in the VVIP. We got all we could drink and eat, plus be all exclusive and stuff.









Here's Lee dancin it up.








This kid was cool, but he thought I was gay.








I got my priorities though.








Lee and Yen. This was from a different club called Super Dome.









Claire and Me at Super Dome.







It's called Super Dome because the roof is a dome that opens up so you can see the sky outside. Every night they play some Star Wars emperor music and open the colorful dome.








At the end of a night of clubbin, we take the subway back home. This is at like 6am. It doesn't run from 12:30 to 5:30 anyway, so you don't have much choice unless you want to pay for a cab.








The VVIP life can be grueling, but we can still grab breakfast at good ole' Dunkin Donuts.