Discotheque time

Saturday night was a blinder! Adam finished at 11 'o' clock so as we had a knock off drink we found out that it was Veronika's birthday. Veronika is a new Czech girl who has joined us with her boyfriend Lubosh and we decided to have a good old welcome/birthday night for her. Before we could blink the champagne was out chased down by vodka shots, this led to everyone being quite jolly so when the idea of heading across to the town dance was suggested it was met with enthusiasm by all but the least daggy of us (Lubosh).
The town dance was just like a primary school disco except people were aged between 18-40 with a scary percentage being near the upper end of that range and I think we actually doubled the population of the disco (there were only 8 of us). We had locals from the pub come across with us and shake their booty like mad, especially when the Irish jig came on, it being St Pat's day and all.
It really is hard to explain just how strange the scene would have been from the outside, a load of Eastern European chicks and Aussie dags having dance offs with locals who normally take some convincing to get off their bar stool.
After the dance wound up we headed back to Veronika and Lubosh's room for some Czech version of the palinka/rakia that we sampled on our holiday. We are pretty good at knocking the stuff back without the gag reflex kicking in these days but what we didn't realize was that this version was about twice as strong, bringing the night to a somewhat earlier end that it may have otherwise met. Probably just as well seeing as we were all working the next day, but it really was just one of those nights where everyone clicked and it was great fun.