Dance the night away

On friday night, I went to duvet a nightclub with my friend, her date and his friends (who btw are very kind and friendly). Overall I had an okay time. Clubs aren't usually my enjoyment. I only know one move that is used over and over again which leaves you very bored at the end. Dance is a freedom of expression and should be versatile with every change of beat and tone of the music. The attendents of duvet were a collection of good to real bad dancers. A few of the real bad dancers didn't care how they danced. They looked like they were having a great time. (good for them).
Anyways, I watched a couple in front of me dance...dance with no eye contact, aimlessly dancing with a body language that read I don't want to be here. I guess you need to have a connection with your dance partner too.
Using the bathroom was an experience. I was confused of where the bathroom was. The sign read M/W. My friend had to point out that it was unisex! I lined up to get into the bathroom stall. I had to take the one of where the "bathroom security" gracefully pointed. When I stepped into the stall I noticed the door was see through!!! Whoever has the control of the light switch, please do not accidently turn on when I'm in the stall!
Overall, Duvet was okay. The place looked nice, although I would have liked the curtains to be cotton not nylon. I felt old thougth because of the teeny boppers around. I will soon be checking off the 30-35 age list, as I am approaching off the twenty something age.