Sydney Night Fever

SnookiI found Snooki. She lives in Sydney dancing up a storm at a club called Pontoon along with 150 just like her. Who knew?

On my first Saturday in Sydney, I had a decent dinner and was strolling along Darling Harbor checking out the street buskers when I spied several big screen TVs showing the Clijsters / Li Na match. So I popped into a bar, grabbed a beer and watched the end of the Australian Open women’s finals. Good one!

As it got later, the bar became a night club, and before I knew it I was chatting with Danny, the ex-DJ. Within an hour he had bought me 4 drinks, told me I looked 22 and was beautiful. Obviously Danny had downed a few as well.

Danny turned out to be an excellent wing man (he knew everybody) and we danced along most of the evening until he disappeared. I didn’t ask any questions but just stuck to my spot on the dance floor, having a good ‘ole time.

“Aussie Rules” Dancing

As I was twirling around, one of my dance partners was kind enough to tell me about “Aussie Rules” dancing. It’s a lot like Aussie Rules football, which I interpreted as being extremely aggressive and without boundaries.

Apparently my “American” form of dancing sideways (i.e. trying to inch away from the dude) was not passing muster. Luckily, I lost him in the crowd, but not until he had yelled “Aussie Rules”! at me several times. Totally funny actually.

But back to Snooki. She was here with the whole Jersey Shore crowd. The women wore micro minis, big hair, and deep tans. The guys too — very tanned with gelled hair and open shirts.

Now I’ve spent a few summer nights in Asbury Park on the Jersey Shore and this was the real McCoy. With an Aussie accent.

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This entry was posted on Wednesday, February 9th, 2011 and is filed under Asia Pacific.

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