There wasn't actually a village at the mountain, so we stayed a few kilometers away at the nearest town. Next to our hotel, there was a "club". It looked more than a little suspect, but we had no other options after dinner, so we decided to check it out. We had no idea what to expect - but looking at the characters hanging around outside, I only hoped we wouldn't get jumped in there.
However, as I stepped inside, to my surprise, we'd in fact walked into a roller skating rink! Complete with disco lights and music. There were people of all ages there, from little kids to grandparents. I have to admit, I was somewhat relieved that we hadn't walked into a drug den or something. But then we saw another staircase that led down..
We hesitantly descended the stairs and here we finally ended up in the "disco". We all just stood there for a sec, not quite sure what to make of it. It's hard to describe what it was like. It looked like the inside of one of those haunted house rides at the carnival. They blasted really bad techno music. And it was freezing cold in there, so most people were dancing their sexy dance with their winter jackets on. Here's a photo of the dance floor..
Of course it wasn't really our thing, and we laughed and made fun of a few people. But you know what, they were probably thinking the same thing about us. It makes you wonder how they can be so cut off from what is the norm of cool, in terms of music, dance, etc. Yet you see these guys busting a move to any beat, getting crunk on dollar beers. They're just having fun in their own way. They aren't worried about what's considered cool. They're not jaded in that respect. In some ways, I wish I was more like them..
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