I was going to be up...

I was going to be up in the West L.A. area again so I called up my friend to let him to know to meet me at Fantasy Island for a few drinks in the company of hot chicks. He warned me that since I was planning a trip there on a Monday night, there was a good chance that it the place would resemble a morgue. I took that into consideration but with as much fun as I had with my first visit there, how bad could it possibly be on a Monday? Needless to say, I was going no matter what since I was in the area.

Got in at about 9:15pm with the free pass that they advertise on the Fantasy Island website. I have to mention that parking sucks around the club. The first time I went, I did the valet thing but there is something about handing my keys and my truck over to some shady character that works for the club. So I decided to find parking along the street. You have to be careful because certain sections and neighborhoods are tow-away so read the signage carefully before leaving your vehicle.

My friend was already in the club and two drinks ahead of me. He gave me a wave and a look like "I told you so..." when I walked in. He was right. The place was nothing like it was when I was there ten days prior. There was only a fraction of the girls that were there from my previous visit and many of them didn't fit the mold that I enjoy spending time with, while others looked like they didn't wanna be there. The energy was certainly lacking. The girls really didn't make an effort to sit and chat either. There was something very askew about the club this evening. It gave me a chance to catch up with my friend and have a few drinks at the same time. After an hour of attempting to give it a chance, we agreed to head out to the nearby 4Play just down the street. You will find my review for the club there.