Saturday saw Oriental Plaza in Cape Town playing host to John Digweed. And myself.
John Digweed
We arrived in a blaze of glory and realised that the parking situation was in a bit of a state and so ended up parking on the border of Yemen which seems to be situated near Lake Como which is in Mexico.
The queue to get in was also quite lengthy but lucky for us we had packed a water bottle full of…um…water?
Rolled in, saw the night disappear into a vodka and Red Bull fog and then quietly left when we looked around and noticed that everyone else had actually left and we were a couple of lone stragglers on the dance floor.
Special mention goes to that dancer. Anyone who was there on the night knows who she was. Yeah the one with the dark hair. The super sexy one. Not sure if she was real though. A picture will refresh your mind perhaps young Sir? Bit poor picture quality, but hey it’s better than a kick in the teeth.
Good grief!
Other cool things were the dancers with those disco ball things who played nicely with the lights all night.
The only problem were the toilet queues and I found myself walking out of the venue and pissing into the wind. The wind was coming from every direction and it’s a miracle I didn’t just piss all over myself.
Great success otherwise, as usual, can’t quite recall what went on but it was good judging by the size of the headache. And it’s the Two Oceans Half Marathon this weekend, awesome.
I’m in poor form today, do excuse me.
I’m already drinking Badger Milk in preparation for this weekend.
Sean Lloyd
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