Don’t Take Sand to the Beach

Went to Deja Vu Tijuana on a Sunday night. I would not have gone at all except that a local that I have known for years just started working there as a mesero. I took a Bar Tropical girl that I was doing a TLN with who also knows him well. Haven’t been there in years because past experiences were not favorable. The mission was to visit our friend and scope the place to see if there were any signs of improvement. My BT girl confessed that she had worked there for two days and hated it.

Cover was $10 each. I thought that there would be no cover for female guests, especially on a Sunday night, but they insisted. A free shot was offered, but neither of us drink alcohol.

We found our friend quickly, as there was maybe 12 girls and 5 mongers in the huge club. My girl is hot (of course) and was dressed to please me on our night out, so she stood out. As a result, the manager insisted that we buy a bucket because we might be spies for another club! Yeah, I am sure that requiring a bucket deters spies. Our friend tried to convince him that we were legitimate customers, but the manager insisted. He settled on six fruit juice drinks…at the $10 each ficha price.