Saturday was an absolute roller coaster of emotion for myself. It all started at a 4 year olds birthday party at a bowling alley and quickly spiraled into a night at Vapor Nightclub.
After leaving the alley, myself and a couple of friends ventured downtown to Trotters and had ourselves a time. After putting in 20 dollars and gaining 55 credits on the jukebox we figured out we would be hanging there for the next 2 hours playing nothing but Ja Rule, Ke$ha and Nicki Minaj, WHO IS BETTER THAN CARDI B. Naturally, we started chit chatting with the bartender who happened to have a horse running at the harness track that night. What did this mean? We were going gambling and yes we would be going to vapor. This was a live look in at me at that very moment.
I fucking love Vapor. If you ever want to get off of Caroline Street and sing like no one is listening, love like you’ve never been hurt and dance like nobody’s watching, head over to Vapor night club. Now, this isn’t your normal every day night club. You won’t find yourself bumping shoulders with Ronnie from the jersey shore or seeing girls light the wrong side of a cigarette screaming “It’s LIT BITCH.” Vapor is the big leagues.
Vapor is for an older crowd who care about two things: Boozing and having fun.
For some shocking reason, older women love me and I love them. Theres nothing more exhilarating than seeing an older woman, still very much in her prime, do a spin with a giant smile on her face knowing she’s for sure reliving the glory days. It is cougar patrol city, population this guy and I am all for it. This is a place where you will run into moms of friends, old school teachers and really anybody looking to just get out and SHAKE THAT THANG. The drinks are strong, the beats are heavy and every one there is just looking to have a good time. When you think about it, isn’t that what it’s really about? Wouldn’t you want to have a night out, with no judgement, filled with nothing but smiles and memories? If so, Vapor is the place for you.