Club Havana

I wanted to have a good time. I was convinced I would once I heard Sonora Dinamita. I was listening to familiar songs from my childhood. Cumbia and salsa.
The stage and dance floor is sorrounded by tables, three bars and lonely guys looking for a «show.»
As I walk in I’m convinced that it’s going to be worth the 30 minute ride. Sonora Dinamita had the dance floor packed and jamming. I decided to have a drink, and dance -«no te metes con mi cu-​cu.» When their set was over, I had expected another band to perform, but I was wrong and put up with some wetodded bastards for the next 2 hours.
This is why I avoid going to places like this…
Wow. I was irritated the remainding two hours. Songs were instantly cut by the «DJ’s», jumping to another by the minute. I was thinking maybe they had slipped roofies in their drink like they did to the girl who was going home with her «man.»
I bet it was much better downstairs even though it’s taqueria.
One star for Sonora Dinamita and the other for the clean bathrooms.