SKANDANAVIAN BAR - OPENING TO CLOSING

We arrive to Skandanavian bar to be greeted by staff. It says a lot when staff and security know who you are. I suppose were the only two idiots with cameras and video cameras going off inside non-stop.

We stroll in and claim our free drinks. You see you pay an entrance fee but you get an included free drink. We immediately grab our drinks and settle in for the night. The place is starting to get jam packed. We immediately spot the green top chick without her partner. She looks sucidal actually without him. This is when we spot this lunatic dancing weirdly:

Fuzzy Wuzzy dancing

We hit the dance floor when this Italian guy approaches me. Introducing the Italian guy who I think his name was Chad or something similar to it. Conversation was kept straight to the point. He introduced himself and asked if I was gay. I told him I wasn’t. He told me he wasn’t either and that he had a girlfriend. In fact they were looking for a third to play with. Great another bloody threesome offer. What is it about Mykonos and threesomes? Why does everything think I’m into threesomes?

The 3some offer by an Italian...

Before I can get a word in the Italian guy runs off and fetches his girlfriend. He introduces her to me. The poor thing looks like she’s being dragged from one end of the bar to another to satisfy his needs. Now one might consider a threesome until they see her!

The Italian guy & his gf

I tried dancing away but the guy insisted on confirming a plan for the night. Meanwhile this was Christmas at once for Lucy who couldn’t stop taking photos. Things even got to the point where the Italian guy decided to flash his ass to Lucy:

One hairy Italian ass

Right were off to a great start tonight! I was beginning to suffocate on the dance floor and I have been saying to Lucy that we should get on the podium. Lucy wasn’t that keen on getting on top of the podium so I had to climb on there by myself. Once up on the podium I realised this was the good life. I can actually breath, move and see things. This was the best. There was no way I was getting off this podium now.

Lucy was dancing on the dance floor and I can see she was on the edge. Any moment now she would rip someone’s kidney out haha I had to do what I had to do. I grabbed Lucy and dragged her screaming onto the podium. 2 minutes on the podium and Lucy realised how good it was.

We went off on the podium and there was no stopping us. We had the perfect view of the entire bar. We could actually dance rather than be pushed and shoved in this bar. This felt fantastic. We both had camera’s in our hands taking 1001 photos and not paying any attention to what we were taking. We became friends with the Italian boys behind us who eventually decided it would be a great idea if they took their shirts off followed by dropping their pants…

The Italian boys

Examining the photos later we realised one of them was actually wanking over Lucy haha The shit that happens in that bar…

It worries me that she looks so happy that this guy is about to shoot his load on her haha

Lucy tries avoiding the truth that this guy was in fact relieving himself behind her. Those dirty Italians!!! Haha Oh if we examine the photo there’s a possible cum spot or sweat patch. It can be argued each way…

Whatever the case may be lets just party.............

Meanwhile the DJ is pumping the music while mixing scotch and coke for himself. I love it.

A drunkin DJ going off. It was around 2:45am when YMCA came on. A random guy climbed on top of the bar. Here I was thinking, god another strip show but this guy started throwing Skandanavian shirts out. Meanwhile Lucy and I were screaming Christine to get his attention. We wanted a shirt ok!!

While things were heating up in the bar there was a huge fuss about this girl who was on the podium next to Lucy now. This girl was completely trashed and being felt up by another Italian guy. It was getting to the stage where the guy was literally going to fuck her on the podium.

The drunk chick getting felt up by Italian guy

Lucy decided to play guardian angel and save the chick by tearing her away from the guy.

The guy looks disgusted!!!

Meanwhile her friends decided to jump off the podium to leave and dragged her down as well. The poor girl looked like she was about to collapse into a coma. I decided to grab some shots when her stupid fucked up friend decided to yell at me for taking pictures. Stupid bitch how dare she yell at me in the middle of a club.

Would you call her a friend?

The two girls got into some argument and her friends storm off leaving the bar leaving the drunk girl standing there about to topple over. The drunk girl started limping across the dance floor in tears. Lucy screamed in my ear that she would be back and that I should mind her spot. Lucy headed over to the drunk girl. Apparently the drunk girl had stepped on broken glass and cut her foot. She had blood streaming out like no tomorrow. Of course I’m on the podium and have no idea what’s really happening until Lucy tells me later in the night.

While Lucy is helping this girl some random guy apparently tells Lucy that she has to take her friend home. Lucy explains that she doesn’t even know this girl but the guy ignores her.

The next thing I see while I’m dancing away on the podium with my Italian boys is that Lucy and this guy is carrying this chick out of the bar. Now do I go and help or stay on the podium and mind the spot. The thing is the minute you leave the podium you loose your spot. The bar is now jam packed and its going to be really hard getting the podium space again. So I decide to stay on the podium. There’s no point in me suffering because of the chick. Besides I think Lucy would kill me if I leave the podium now. Me standing here guarantee’s a spot for her.

So Lucy did good by carrying this chick down the stairs only to be abused by the drunkin chick’s friends. Apparently they screamed at her that she is their friend and they can look after her or something.

Lucy eventually stormed back into the bar looking like she was about to stab everyone in her way. I can see it coming my way. Lucy climbed back onto the podium and gave me the run down. I told her to take a shot of her vodka and continue dancing. We had to break last nights record. We cant go home until 4:30am!!!

We continued taking random shots of the DJ and dancing away.

Mykonos DJ drinking up

At around 3am - Hey Mama came on. Now hey Mama played a major part in our lives on a previous trip haha

The guy that felt up the drunk chick going off without her:

3:30am - Crazy in love by Beyonce came on. AKA Lucy and Johnny song in round one haha
Meanwhile the DJ is probably onto his 4th bottle of scotch. Its beyond me how the guy hardly ever needs to pee. His gone through bottle after bottle. I am so impressed.

Around 4am Lucy started screaming she is tried. My instant reaction was we are nearly there you have to keep going. Only another half an hour. At that point the girly show started again. God were so over these girls now. We have seen them 3 nights in a row. The first night was interesting by the third we couldn’t give a shit.

4:30am hit and I started screaming we have to close Skandanavian bar. By this stage Lucy couldn’t be fucked arguing with me and kept dancing. This whole trip was about overdosing and yes we did indeed overdose. We closed Skandanavian bar.

The bar phased out:

To this:

to this:

at 5am:

The DJ changed the music to slow songs. The lights came on and we were like the only two idiots left on the podium. The staff started cleaning and sweeping. You think that’s a sign for us to leave? What do we do? Jump on the dance floor and slow dance in the middle of the bar like nut cases? Like what the fuck? Meanwhile we actually notice that the dance floor has a love heart across it Haha

We refused to leave until we were practically belted out. I cant believe we closed the bar. We actually did it. We closed Skandanavian bar!!!

We took a few minutes out to sit down to feel our legs and boy was that a big mistake. Once we sat we couldn’t get back up. Meanwhile the security guard gave us dirties. I think he wanted us out so he can go home. We grabbed onto each other ant tiptoed out of the bar and managed to slowly get down the stairs.

We slowly got to the nearest kebab shop to grab a pita roll and water. Lucy sat down while I stormed in to get the meals.

Lucy screamed that she needed a big water bottle. I came back with a 1.5 L water bottle only to witness Lucy scull the entire water bottle. What the fuck was that about? I’ve never seen anything like it. If I sculled that much water at once I would need a toilet quick fast.We sat on the stairs eating our pita roll. The best part was the sun was about to come out. We closed Skandanavian bar.

We slowly walked back to the apartment. No sign of Local Christine. You think she would wait up for us? LOL I climbed upstairs to notice Lucy at the bottle of the stairs on her knees. No questioning was necessary. I grabbed my camera and filmed her. She couldn’t walk any further so she had to drag her knees up the stairs. Too funny from where I was standing. We eventually got back to the apartment and crashed.

The sun was out!