Saturday night (05/05)

My first Saturday off for quite a while, so I went out with Camilo and Francisco, the venue, a place where Camilo had been before named the Langley by Covent Garden. The good thing, we didn’t have to pay an entrance fee. The place was a very glamorous club divided into three different ambiences, and although a little expensive, it was packed with dressed up young girls, good vibe and not as loud as other places. To my amusement, Cami & Fran went on very well, despite their evident differences. Once we were kicked out from there, we headed towards the crappy ‘Pepes’ where we got insanely hammered. I ended up dancing there with a French angel -with Canadian/American background-, lovely blue eyes, pony-tailed blond hair and a gorgeous body who was spending the weekend in London. Late that night, we had a subway and finally Bombay sapphire and tonic before saying good night (or morning). What an extravagant night, but it was worth (WTF). Amazingly Camilo make it to the football match, we had some more beers on Sunday though.