A City Trip to Antwerp, well why not, it’s a city and the journey from Ghent to Antwerp can be considered a trip. So, that’s what we did last weekend. Of course the growing number of Fag Buddies who move to Antwerp allows us to feel more than welcome. We had full use of a clean & tidy apartment, we got served a plate of almost freshly made spaghetti when we most needed it, we each had a facial (!) (no, not porn-wise), we had lots of bubbles and a delicious six-course meal. Fag Buddies are real assets.
On Friday we got excessively drunk at Los Ninnos (where we missed The Lizard as usual because he’s always behind the decks at an unnaturally early hour), on Saturday we bought and watched D.E.B.S. (and avoided Navigaytion)… all this as Sunday’s Café de Love foreplay.
I didn’t really know what to expect but the thought of a club filled with dykes excited me more than it scared me. (It used to be different, you know.) And I have to say that I was quite impressed with what I saw. Several hundreds of dykes (amongst them both The Girlfriend’s and my Snog Dream!), off all ages and kinds, squashed together in a gay club with loud music and a dark room. What more can the God of Dykes (GoD) possibly give us? Well, (that the dark room is open for starters) (a female DJ who hates Tiesto & Faithless as much as I do) maybe a little less Scapa shirts (so it is true: dykes really are the new fags!) and cheaper drinks, but I felt satisfied enough with what I got to not go asking the GoD for more. And I only witnessed one fight.
The Girlfriend didn’t really feel at ease but she has this huge Fag Hag past and well, this was a first for us, we had never gone to a Dyke Thing like this before. (Oops, I tend to have blocked our visit to l’Interdit in Izegem a few months ago, I’m slapping myself for that as we speak.) It was OK.
I do wonder what the secret of Café de Love’s success is. (It can’t all be down to the gorgeous lady at the entrance.) What makes all these dykes go to places like that instead of, let me think, uerhm, Trouble? Is it because it’s an all-dyke thing (obviously I’m not counting the three present fags here) and dykes don’t like to mingle? Someone answer me, please…
August 17th, 2005 | Party Reviews