Disco in Beijing, China
Going in the disco is also very interesting in China. Being European you are almost like a star. I was invited by several people to their table just to cheer them with my glass once.
Also many people, especially girls, were dancing with me. Other then that disco is very much the same like in germany.
The bear costs 35 Yuan (3.50 €) and is very expensive for Chinese average people. Just as in Germany there are VIP tables Sponsored by a rich person for his friends. These often drink a mixture of Icetea, Ice cubes and some alcohol whose name I don’t remember. On each VIP table in my favourite Chinese disco there was a beautiful basket of watermelon, grapes and some other fruits.
I was invited to such a table by a total stranger who does not speak a word in English but found it cool to drink with an European. Drinking on such a table can be quite dangerous as you don’t really know how much alcohol the Ice tea contains and your glass is constantly refilled. So I just decided to drink no alcohol at all.
Another time I was invited to the table of 3 young Chinese men and 2 Chinese women. Suddenly at 3 am they decided they are hungry and to introduce me to some Chinese breakfast. Still inside the Beijing-Disco I did not realize how drunken they are or I would not have followed them.
Once in the taxi I realized how drunken they were. Oh how good that hardly anyone in China owns a car. When I arrived with the Chinese disco-kids in the restaurant one guy suddenly started to throw up while the others ordered. A service woman came, cleaned up the mess at an instant, gave him a plastic bag to puke in next time and smiled friendly when he ordered more beer.
So the young men drank more beer, and through up again: Once more on the floor. The service woman came, cleaned up the floor, gave him a plastic bag, friendly suggested he should use it, kept smiling and served more beer. I suggested he use the plastic bag next time and tried to coax him to drink tea and eat something. He kept to my advise for about 5 minutes then returned to the beer.
All the while I was coaxed by the others, also very drunken, to try some Chinese specialities. I just could not. So I murmured something about an appointment (at 4 am!). Drunken as They where the Chinese hospitality never stops. They not only invited me for the food, they also lead me to a taxi and insisted on paying for the taxi.
The patience or service, or I don’t know how to call it of the Chinese service women in that restaurant really astonished me. I have watched similar situations since then. Weather you are drunken or your child that pees on the floor. A customer is a customer in China. And the patience of the service personnel is unbelievable.
Tags: Ber, Dance, Dancing in China, Danicing, Disco in Beijing, Going out, Having fun