Sequel is almost never as good as the original, but still this one is worth mentioning.
It was the first time I went out on Saturday night in Mongomeyen, a village near our camp.
That night, after a football tournament, two guys were having a farewell party - just a bunch of drunken guys listening to a folk music. The booze is free but I don't like the atmosphere. So, after a few beers I proposed to a friend that we should go to some bar. As I mentioned, I've never been to any of them before and people told me that it's boring, not a lot of people (read:girls) to see and places to go. Me, curious as always, wanted to see it for myself.
We'd headed to an only discotheque, but it was closed. Other bars in that (only) street were almost empty even though it was only 11pm. The driver told us that only one bar is somewhat full, so we went there. A few guys from the camp were already there, so we sat with them outside, on an unpaved porch. People were sitting at two more tables outside and around 30 more were inside, some standing at the bar, others dancing.
That phenomena of a "village/country" DJ, as I like to call it, which is present in every small place in Serbia has apparently spread all the way here. The phenomena is that a DJ first plays popular, usually house, music followed by the transition to Serbian pop/soft rock and climaxed with turbo-folk hits. When I heard Serbian music in a bar in Guinea, I almost puked. I was disgusted. Some wise guy wasn't lazy and had burned a CD so he could poison these people, too. Luckily for me, they played only 3-4 songs. The rest of the music that night I would describe as a mixture of MTV pop from 2008, Spanish pop and African hits. African music, the commercialized one, is full of beat which suits their mentality and the way they dance.
And I couldn't get enough of the way they dance. The movements they're making are surreal. They are really enjoying themselves, having fun but at the same time trying to look at their best. The bar's got a huge mirror on one of the walls and the biggest crowd is in front of it, constantly checking out the way they look while dancing. One particular guy caught my attention. He was dressed similarly to a hipster (and had a red Chuck Taylors, same as me), looked like he's 14 (but told me he's 19, and told me that he wants me to find him a job in our company) and danced like crazy. He want to the dance-floor, danced for about a minute of two and than went out of the bar - and he repeated it at least 10 times. It looked to me that he only came to the dance-floor to show the rest of the people how good he is and than left them to practice. Apart from this "show-off" dancing, you always have that seductive one and they can move their bodies, yes they can.
The atmosphere in the bar was hot as always, a blend of the weather, a lack of A/C and human sweat, a lot of alcohol and sex crave. Some told me that it used to be better, but most of the girls now go to Bata on weekends. Howsoever, I stayed there till 3:30, danced my ass of and my legs were weary the next day.
Overall, it was an interesting night.
It was the first time I went out on Saturday night in Mongomeyen, a village near our camp.
That night, after a football tournament, two guys were having a farewell party - just a bunch of drunken guys listening to a folk music. The booze is free but I don't like the atmosphere. So, after a few beers I proposed to a friend that we should go to some bar. As I mentioned, I've never been to any of them before and people told me that it's boring, not a lot of people (read:girls) to see and places to go. Me, curious as always, wanted to see it for myself.
We'd headed to an only discotheque, but it was closed. Other bars in that (only) street were almost empty even though it was only 11pm. The driver told us that only one bar is somewhat full, so we went there. A few guys from the camp were already there, so we sat with them outside, on an unpaved porch. People were sitting at two more tables outside and around 30 more were inside, some standing at the bar, others dancing.
That phenomena of a "village/country" DJ, as I like to call it, which is present in every small place in Serbia has apparently spread all the way here. The phenomena is that a DJ first plays popular, usually house, music followed by the transition to Serbian pop/soft rock and climaxed with turbo-folk hits. When I heard Serbian music in a bar in Guinea, I almost puked. I was disgusted. Some wise guy wasn't lazy and had burned a CD so he could poison these people, too. Luckily for me, they played only 3-4 songs. The rest of the music that night I would describe as a mixture of MTV pop from 2008, Spanish pop and African hits. African music, the commercialized one, is full of beat which suits their mentality and the way they dance.
And I couldn't get enough of the way they dance. The movements they're making are surreal. They are really enjoying themselves, having fun but at the same time trying to look at their best. The bar's got a huge mirror on one of the walls and the biggest crowd is in front of it, constantly checking out the way they look while dancing. One particular guy caught my attention. He was dressed similarly to a hipster (and had a red Chuck Taylors, same as me), looked like he's 14 (but told me he's 19, and told me that he wants me to find him a job in our company) and danced like crazy. He want to the dance-floor, danced for about a minute of two and than went out of the bar - and he repeated it at least 10 times. It looked to me that he only came to the dance-floor to show the rest of the people how good he is and than left them to practice. Apart from this "show-off" dancing, you always have that seductive one and they can move their bodies, yes they can.
The atmosphere in the bar was hot as always, a blend of the weather, a lack of A/C and human sweat, a lot of alcohol and sex crave. Some told me that it used to be better, but most of the girls now go to Bata on weekends. Howsoever, I stayed there till 3:30, danced my ass of and my legs were weary the next day.
Overall, it was an interesting night.
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