Welcome to Cuba

This was my second night in a row out in South Florida. The first night was successful, so I had high hopes for this one as well. I enjoyed the proximity to Diamond Dolls, since it's always nice to have a backup if the first option doesn't pan out. Especially because it was Friday night; I've had bad experiences during peak hours of Fri and Sat nights in the past as the customers usually way outnumber the dancers. Fortunately for me, that was not the case.

I arrived around 8 or 9, and the parking lot was near capacity. I parked and walked inside, not knowing there was a single dollar parking fee - yes, one dollar, which the parking attendant chased me inside for. (I honestly thought he was either joking or panhandling at first.) Cover that night was $10, but the cashier assured me there were fifty dancers working that night. (Does everyone in South Florida overexaggerate?)

Inside was comfortably larger than DD. And there weren't quite fifty on the floor - easily over 25, though. The dancer range and quality was all over the place, though: literally 20s to 50s, primarily Cubans (whoever's recruiting them is doing a phenomenal job), with several white and a few black; something for everyone (unless you're into Asians. Three weren't any either night.) Two stages and two dancers on each stage; the women were walking around without being pushy, which is always appreciated. One spinner caught my eye, reminding me of a past relationship in college; I had to have her.