There are a two different types of people at clubs: those that get really into the music and dance and those that are a bit shy and just bob their head and not really get into it.
I am usually the second type of person. I’ve never really considered myself the clubbing type and clubbing was never really in my plans for the evening but some people I was hanging out with from the hostel had a different idea.
I went with the flow and found myself at some club called Shoko on the beach around midnight. The place was packed with people from all over the world and the music was actually pretty incredible.
When I first got there I wasn’t really into it, just kind of hanging off to the side very mildly dancing to the music and sticking very closely with the friends I came with. But then, suddenly, I had a realization: nobody here knows me. I could do whatever the hell I wanted!!! It’s such a free feeling to have. I’m on the other side of the world and I will never see any of these people again for the rest of my life.
I started letting go more and more until I found myself in the middle of a group of strangers jumping around and singing along to a song that I hardly knew the words to. I was all over the place, just letting myself get completely dissolved into the music and not caring at all what I looked like. One guy came up to me, trying to scream over the music, and asked, “DUDE, ARE YOU HIGH?!”
I laughed, “NO! I JUST DON’T CARE!”
By the end of the night everyone wanted to dance with me. If I saw someone not really into the groove then I would pull them over into the center of the dance floor and lift their spirits. Everyone wanted to know who I was and what exactly I was doing there. I connected with a couple guys from England, Joe and James, they knew exactly what I was doing and thought it was awesome.
The crazy part about clubs in Spain is that THEY DO NOT CLOSE! I showed up to the club around midnight and after a while I thought, It’s gotta be getting close to 2 a.m., I’m sure they’re closing soon. I checked my phone and it was 4 a.m.!!! After asking a bartender I learned that the place stays open til 6 a.m.!!! I needed to get to bed so I said goodbye to my new friends and walked out.
And the best part of all about that night is that nothing mattered because I would probably never see any of these people again for the rest of my life (besides Joe and James, those guys are cool).