Old faithful. Literally. But still enjoyable.

Same old stuff:

Parking lot is visible from the street unless you can get a space near the back. Always easy to park. Walking into club is pretty straightforward. Pay your cover to the lovely barmaid (who I still wish would become a dancer) and get your water or soda included.

New: you sign a sheet for contact tracing. But they don’t care what name you put. Can’t sit at the bar - but the tables around the permittee are just as cozy and you’ve got some distance between you and who’s on stage now if you’re not interested. Don’t forget the temp check that will save us all from certain death. BYOB and they’ll keep it cold for you. This particular early evening was about your standard number of patrons for the early evening. (10-13 guys if I counted correctly). I didn’t get a great look at all of the dancers that were there because some seemed to be parked with a customer for a while (this has always happened so again - nothing new). I had my eye out for Sasha, Cayenne, and Andrea. But I was also hoping to see Tatianna as I still haven’t had the pleasure of experiencing her reputation.