Nightclub

I went to a nightclub with the French women that the 2Ts of the group had met. It was near the train station and was massive with several dancefloors and about 50 glitterballs, in 3 upside down pyramidal layers. The club shut down early and threw us out before 4am.

After being told the 2Ts had gotten a taxi back for 15€, we waited 1/2 hr for one. The driver took a long detour to go via the dual carriageway and said it would cost 50€. We weren’t happy but reluctantly complied. Big T said he would get our French teacher to complain to the taxi company. “Good Luck” , I said.

When we got back to Le Résidence at 5am, it dawned on me that V was petrified of moths & mosquitoes. However, spiders held no fear for her. So, I spent 1/2 hr standing on a chair crushing the life out of them.