We spent Friday in town as we got ready to go clubbing - Britt's mate
Scott Carrelli was warming up for Ja's mate
Sasha, who's voted #4 in the DJ world right now! The crew - Ja, Britt, Kev, Jay and I - hung out at the swish
Clift Hotel in Union Square before hitting the club. That was a nice spot even though you needed a mortgage to pay the bar tab ;-)
We walked across to
Ruby Skye, past the line and into the lift (elevator) to the stage door. That feeling of walking out on stage when you have no business being there is an odd one, but one I'm happy to get accustomised to ;-) Hhaha. Whatta blad! The crowd at Ruby Skye was jumpin' and I love that Mickey Mouse dude! Check him in the photos above.
I fell asleep at a clubbing friend of a friend's house, as you do after some 'Jack In The Box' post-clubbing munchies! There was a hotch-potch of people there: an advertising executive, an industrial engineer...so San Fran, baby!! I was too tired to be polite so I got a cushion and laid back to Zzzzz....As it happens, that bloke whose house it was was ex-
NSA...mental, eh?!
Labels: Bay Area, Clift Hotel, DJ Sasha, Ruby Skye, San Francisco