Discotheque Time.

Chilean Discotheques = ten times better than American clubs. Not only did all my dance partners ASK me to dance, but we actually DANCED. Like faced each other, spun me around, moved our hips DANCING to Latin American music. I don't know if I'll ever go to an American club again where creepers just come up to you and start grinding away.

Before the discotheque, the majority of the gringos on my trip went to this apartment super close to campus to party before the disco. We met them before class one day, there are about 10 students who are in a certain department at la U de C who help out foreign kids (us) and so we all got their numbers and they said they'd show us around school/Conce.

That was SUPER fun. I brought over half my wardrobe to Jess's house to see what to wear, but she didn't know either because she hadn't been to a discotheque yet as well. (I did manage to bring over some shoes for her that matched her shirt PERFECTLY.) Well Hayley's brother picked us up and dropped us off at la Plaza Peru which is like, a universal meeting place for students (its right in front of campus). Then we found the Chileans we were meeting and walked just a few blocks to their apartment.

Right away there was food, drinks, and dancing! I learned some pretty sweet Chilean dances, not traditional, but to popular music. I have GOT to ask one of them to share their music with me.
Well anyways, lots of us kept going out on the balcony because it was getting so hot in there and it was a super cool view of the street.

A little after 12 we practically RAN a few blocks to this station to catch a bus to get to Knockout, the discotheque. Funny there are many things with American names here. Anyway we get there so fast and early to get in free. I was told it didn't matter when gringos got there becuase we always get in free, but whatever. It was almost 1 and NOBODY was dancing yet. So of course, all the other gringos I was with were pretty hammered, so they ran out to the middle of the dance floor. I'm pretty sure chileans were making fun of us for starting so early but none of us cared, and the chileans liked it anyway, ha.

Oh by the way here's the webpage for Knockout: http://www.k-o.cl/

Well soon the Chileans started filling up the floor too and we dance for a long time. Eventually Cheryl and I were dancing with these two guys who seemed to be friends. Mine was a good dancer, Cheryl's.... was not, haha. We kept trying to dance with each other to shoo them away but Chileans don't take that as a hint. My partner dropped a burning ciggarrette on my toe and I was like, lets tell them we're going to the bathroom, hahaha.

The club was soooo hazy and I swear the music was louder than I've heard it in any American club I've been to. Eventually I started feeling super nautious and super faint and Cheryl had to keep watching that I didn't fall over.

Hayley, Cheryl, Lindsay, and I called Lindsay's brother for a ride home at FOUR in the morning! He's really cool like that. He couldn't believe we weren't staying out till six like the rest of the country, ha.

Today I'm going to some park and I really gotta get outa bed and shower soon, before almuerzo. Chao!