One random drive through Nor Cal

I was driving up through Northern California one night when I had the urge to stop and relax a bit. I had happened to know about this small strip joint out in Marysville. I had never been there and didn't know anything about it, but I knew it was around. So, I found it! I pulled into the small lot pretty late, around midnight I'd say on a Friday. Fair amount of cars in the lot, that's a good sign right? It's an interesting setup because it's all 1 building from what I could tell, but they have a bar on one side and the club on the other with separate entrances. This is an all-nude club so it's a pretty good setup to be honest. Go to the bar, have a few, and then head over to where the goodies are and you can no longer drink.

So there I was, in the lot. Saw the bar, figured "Yup, I need a drink!" and so I headed in. When I walk in the bar, there are maybe a half dozen people sitting there drinking and all heads snap up and look at it. They stare at me, I stare back at them. At this point it's clear to me this must be a local dive. The bartender then hollered "Clubs around the corner, if that's what you're looking for". I said "Nah, just looking for a beer." So I sat down and they served me up a nice cold one. Even though I felt a little weird being there, it was a chill spot and everyone was friendly. Half way through my first beer, a stripper from next door comes in and sits next to me. She started venting about how she wasn't getting enough hours and didn't want to be working tonight anyway. I think she was more so talking to the bartender, but also to me. I listened and bought her a drink. Yeah, I'm probably a mark, but she was a nice enough girl. Oh and this is a good time to mention that the bar wasn't marked up or anything. Cheap beers, good stuff. I bought a couple for myself and for this nice girl and it was like 20 bucks. So as we're wrapping up she mentions the club is next door, I play it off like "Oh really?" and she knows I'm full of shit. Anyway she says to come watch her dance and I'm like "Alright, yeah maybe." Of course I do.

So, beers in the belly, I head over to the club that's around the corner of this same building. Cover was $20 if I recall correctly. They scanned by ID which I wasn't stoked on but also didn't care enough for it to stop me. Once I get in, I'm actually somewhat impressed. On the outside, this place looks like a dive, but it was pretty nice inside. When you walk in, there is a decent sized stage on your left. Tables along both walls, and then more tables in the center of the room. Not a ton of stage seating, but plenty for the crowd I was with (it was basically empty). To the right of the entrance was the private dance area. Looked like stalls divided by curtains, but I didn't get a great look and I never checked it out. It was busy without being crowded. Some life to the crowd but not a party vibe.