Now its nighttime. Time to RAGE. The whole day I was saying that I was going to take it easy because of SHM the next day….but that’s the farthest thing from what actually happened.
We got all dressed up for FABRIC - one of the best nightclubs in the world! There were 3 different rooms packed with people and traditional but DIRTY European dance music. Cara and I bought Fusaro drinks all night, (I’m so broke) that’s how amazing it was to have him there. Cara, Nicole, Lex, Fusaro, and I were killing it on the dancefloor, going on stage, and dancing with ourselves in our own little area.
But during all this my feet were KILLING ME from the night before and from the heels I was currently wearing. Matt came with me to coat check so I could swap my heels for the flats I stuffed in my coat. THEN we adventured to the first aid station where I made friends with the British medics who burned me with anti-infection liquid cleaners. But they gave me endless blue bandaids for the cuts on my feet (WOOOO!) AND they answered all of my questions about how their government worked lol.
So by this point, my feet are ready to go but we needed drinks. The bartender convinced me to get double shots of vodka and red bull, so naturally I got one for me and Matt. It’s 2:30 am now, the girls left to go home, and Matt and I were SO fired up we stayed until 4AM!! RAGING WITH OURSELVES lolol it was amazing. We got so close to the DJ on stage and we couldn’t manage to leave! But we got tired and then remembered we still had SHM the next day. So we took (what I later found out was) a random car ride home for 40 pounds. But we were safe, I promise! 5am in bed and only the best was ahead of us.
Cheers to being in London at the best night club in the world with my best friends.