Terrapin Tables

My random story

So I've been down at Virginia Beach on and off the the last two weeks for work. Against my better judgement, I decided to come right to work from the airport (yes, I flew, and yes, I'm that lazy), but I'm too tired to work so I'll just randomly post what I did last night because I had a lot of fun.

One of the engineers I worked with down there was a young guy from Lithuania. There is a new club down there that opened last night, and since it was our last night down there, he told us to come with him and his friends. So we show up at his house, and he's got the turntables going, and he's playing this euro house music stuff, kind of like Chad when gets really drunk and listens to Castles in the Sky. So anywho, it turns out all of his roommates are also from eastern Europe, so there's couple of guys from Poland, and some Russian girls all rocking out and drinking large amounts of vodka. These people are insane. I'm already feeling good from my dinner beers, but me and my coworker start drinking there.

Then we have to wait for the Italians to come by, and then some other people from somewhere (France?) show up. Yeah, apparently there's a European contingent in southern Virginia. I don't know how they all found each other.

So I hop into some guy's BMW, and we go to this ginormous club, which is home to what must me the world's largest disco ball. The private balcony we have for some reason gets abandoned immediately, and we pretty much just hung out by the bar all night. Nothing too exciting, but it was just fun because out of the 15 people in our group, my friend and I were the only two Americans (actual conversation: "Where are you from?" / "Maryland" / "What is that, USA?" / "Yes, yes it is."). Oh, and if anyone wants to learn something useless today, "devushka" means hot woman, and "padushki" means large breasts. Which led to another fun conversation:

[a cute girl comes up to a small group of us]
Cute girl: Hey, weren't you the guys yelling at me in the parking garage a few hours ago?
Me: We were yelling at you?
CG: Yeah, you were yelling some word at me.
Me: Oh yeah. "Devushka".
CG: Yeah. Why?
Me: Oh, that means you're hot.
CG: [changes her mood] Oh! Thanks!
Me: Yeah, we also could've yelled "padushki". That means 'large breasts'.
CG: Oh... okay...

For the record, she did ask for my number last night. And I assure you it has nothing to do with the fact that her husband is just out of the Navy and looking for a job up here. Nothing at all.

Anywho, I got drunk, went back to their place, spent some time behind some turntables (I am God-awful at being a DJ, as if there was any real doubt), and woke up in a hotel room. My phone tells me I made a call at 4:00 in the morning, so I guess I was up for a while. Good times.

The club (I kept wanting to call it a discotheque):

Posted by Rick at June 24, 2005 02:39 PM