“Bad Girls” in the Traditional Meaning

ATF1 and I arrived about 11:00, leaving Pink Cadillac (review submitted). The club is about two miles from downtown; an 80P Uber ride. (There was quite a street party going on downtown. Apparently, it is just another Friday night in Rosarito.) The building that houses Bad Girls is a bit rundown. No cover. No pat down. No metal detector. No wrist band for ATF1. The doorman smiled and directed us to walk right in. The bar (on the left of the entrance) appeared to be well stocked. We just had water, $5 each. Staff was nice; no pressure.

Lighting was good. Music was a reasonable volume. However, the interior was primarily puke pea green (or maybe it was the lighting) and the furniture worn. The bathroom was a tandem male/female with a female troll sitting between them. Like the rest of the club, it was a little scummy.