I just got home from the Disco, and it was freakin awesome!
A Disco, is basically a club and the best part about it is that there is no age limit. There are people there of all ages, but mostly 18-25. There are a ton of strobe lights and colored lazers with mirrors everywhere and loud, pumping, modern, TECHNO MUSIC! Plus a lot of very good looking Tajik/Russian guys. Does it get much better than that?
I should probably start from the beginning. After i finished my last blog we went to eat at one of the FLEX student's house for dinner. She went to Tousan, AZ on her exchange so of course Marty and her were best friends lol. We went to her house and ate a pretty filling dinner and chatted with her and her family. They were all very gracious and hospitible. It was a really good experience and i was really glad that i went, because at first i was like "Hm, idk . . . this could get boring and not fun, seeing as i don't speak Russian or Tajik . . . ", but once i had gone i was really glad that i did.
We (when i said we i mean Patrick, Garth, Marty and I. Silviano went to the US Embassy with a few FLEX guys, so he wasn't with us) left her (i say her because i cant remember name) house at about 9pm and i was planning on going to the Disco at 10pm. By the way, the reason i was going to the Disco in the first place was because some of the Alumni were having a going away party for 3 of the students that were leaving Tajikistan for a time. So they invited us (as in Patrick, Silviano, and I) to go to the Disco to see what it's like. Patrick was extremely tired, so him and Marty took the bus back to the Pink Palace (Garth's house) and Garth and I headed to the Disco.
We got there pretty early, so we ordered some tea in the cafe part of the Disco. The Disco itself was on the 2nd floor of this huge building, while the 1st floor was a restaurant. I had a cup of green tea and just chatted with Garth for about 15 minutes, and then some of the guys from FLEX that i met at the movie night yesterday showed up and joined us. Garth decited to leave me with them and went to the restaurant to hang out with a friend and wait for me to want to go home.
So here i am, sitting in a small restaurant, surrounded by about 8 guys at the time, who i barely know, about to go to a Disco, which i have never been to, and i'm the only girl, and i'm nervous, and, and, . . .
Haha, it was fine. I talked with them, laughed with them, and they told me all about themselves. I cant remember any of their names of course because they are about 15 letters each and sound a lot like giberish to me. But i tried my best and they helped me as much as they could by telling me their nick-names and such. It was about 15 more minutes before any girls showed up, and when they did i knew instantly that i was out of place.
3" heels, tight skinny jeans, X-TREMELY revealing tops, dark brown skin, long wavy black hair, brown eyes, very short. They all were like that.
Flip flops, baggy brown bermuda shorts, striped t-shirt, pale skin, short brown hair, big blue eyes, veeeeerry tall. That's what i was like.
You could definatly say that i stuck out like a sore thumb. I was like a blond elk in a brown herd haha. All the guys were like "Wow! You are so tall! You're eyes are so beautiful and blue! You are so pale!" Also, it was just my luck that EVERYONE thought i was 23, so i had a bunch of guys try to buy me drinks and stuff and i, of course, declined and explained that i'm only 16. Their eyes got all big and they were like "No way! Come on ... you can't be only 16 . . . " All the girls that i was with looked really young, like 14 and 15, when really they were 18 and 19. For some reason all the girls looked young and i didn't so i was getting way too much attention from the boys. At first i didn't mind (haha, of course...), but then it became clear that they were interested in more than just dancing. When they would try to get too close i would just walk away, or go sit at a table and talk to some girls. Some of the girls were getting annoyed because they went way out of their way to dress sleezy and get pretty so THEY could get attention from the boys, and the ONE girl that was wearing by far the MOST clothing out of all the girls was getting the attention instead of the other way around. I had to laugh.
The music was awesome, the lighting was awesome, the room we were in was awesome (mirrors everywhere, neon lights, cool furniture, stuff like that). It was so much fun!! It was by far the funnest "cultural experience" that i've had in Tajikistan. I can only imagine how much fun me and my BFF's would have in one of those Discos!!!! Rachel and Kayla, you should definatly be jealous . . . haha!
Anywho, a guy that i met at the movie night walked me to where Garth was eating. Garth was eating with one of his colleagues, so i felt bad about interupting his little get-together, but Garth was cool and he finished his food quickly. We walked his friend home, then caught a cab back to the Pink Palace. Now i'm home and i'm blogging haha. I love how right now it's pitch-black outside and i'm about to go to sleep, when i know my friends and family are out on the lake, playing outside, enjoying the sun. It's pretty cool!
Well anyways, i'm gunna go to sleep. Tomorrow the boys get to go to a wedding. I cant go because i am a girl and the part of the wedding they are going to is only for men to attend. It's not like a bachelor party, it's an actual ceremony thing. I dont know. All i know is that i get to sleep in, and the boys have to wake up early. Sucks for them :)
Nothing to do tomorrow, so maybe i'll just blog about some cool stuff that i've noticed about Tajikistan. And i'll upload photos . . .
-- <3 austi
ps. i did a bad thing. i forgot to take pics of the Disco. My family is going to kill me . . .
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Hey Austi, its Zac again. Before I comment on your first "club" experience I have to correct your grammer because it just wouldn't be me if I didnt (you know me). First, "funnest" is not a word, perhaps next time you might use "more fun" or "most fun". Second, it isnt proper to say "me and my friends". I believe you were looking for "my friends and I". : ) I am always glad to help! hahaha
Again, it sounds like you are having a great time. I was just wondering if the disco was the local hangout spot for a variety of economical groups. Is it a place mainly for the rich? Poor? Continue to have a ball!
Zac
I have to comment on Zac's comment because I believe his last comment a couple of days ago used "their" instead of "there". I suppose Mr. Kinman needs to start caring for his own farm before tilling the neighbor's:D Actually you should have probably had a couple of commas in this last comment too. Oh yeah, isn't is spelled with an apostophe. Sorry Zac, I couldn't help myself. Please continue to comment so I can continue to help you out. I'm here for you buddy!
This is Austi in responce to Zac's comment:
Gee thanks Zac. I'll be sure that my future blogs state that whatever I'm doing is MORE FUN. Actually, I was thinking of using MOST FUNERISTEREST just to throw people off, but obviously that was not neccisary (which I'm sure I just spelled wrong . . . ). Don't worry, I love your editing remarks. What would I do without you?
The Disco's are not too expensive to get into, so I'm going to say that it is not a "hangout", but more of a place to hold partys and celebrate "events" with friends. They are not a daily thing, they are more for special occations on the weekends. I went because there was a going away party, for example.
Thanks so much for reading my blog! I really appreciate the support!
Love, Austi
Austi,
I have enjoyed reading all your blogs. I think you are an excellent writer, and I am getting a fabulous "picture" of what life is like for you there. Good to know you were "clothed" at the disco...and I bet you had as much fun as the "barely clothed" kids...hmmm. I'll look forward to reading more.
Love,
Sister Griffin
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