June 08, 2003
Tonight I entered my first strip club. Well, it wasn't really a strip club, but a nightclub full of meatheads and ladies giving it their all, and one pole where dancers did their thing. I honestly didn't want to go to this place (given my distaste for nightclubs, fashion, and cover charges) but this was the last night we had to go out and I didn't want to be a spoil-sport.
And it was about what I expected. Rather boring, unimpressive, and kind of sad. I didn't know whether to feel bad for the dancers, who are hopefully being paid well, or for the guys there who though it was the greatest thing since last weekend.
The more important story is Lithuania's newest and oldest profession. Apparently the trendier night clubs are riddled with "professional" women, and the "Lithuanian Wild Club" is supposedly one of the worst. We had a drink at The University Pub between dinner and LWC, and a couple women went to great lengths to explain to us that many of the women in LWC are there to "get all of your money." It must be hard for men and women here to meet in bars: you would always have to wonder if they're on the job.
On the way to the nightclub we asked directions from two guys who turned out to be from D.C. and England. I know this isn't 1930's Sri Lanka, but I still can't help but wonder what would bring people from America or England besides work. Vilnius is rather out of the way, and not very well known. Perhaps Lithuanian Wild Club has a website.
The view from my window last night