So last week, I am drunk and in London. Though I swore I would never go back, I head to to Sunset Strip on Dean Street. My not-thought-through somewhat drunken plan was to go watch the show for a bit, then head to a walk-up. But it turns out it is 1AM and the place is closing. But some enterprising young man is outside and tells me he'll take me to another place that is open until 3AM. He explains he will get a fiver. So I follow him around the corner to another place. I was a bit lost but I think we ended up at Vanity on Carlisle street. £20 to get in. This place has 2 girls for every guy, so 2 pounce on me the moment I am in. Very hot girls though. I buy them a drink (£30 round). There is a pole in the front but no show. These two just want to drag me to the VIP room for £200 I think. Even in my poor state I manage to turn down the offer and escape.
Though I might have been inside 20 or 30 minutes, my tour guide is waiting for me. I really don't recall the conversation but we make some sort of plan. He now has a bike/taxi thing and off we go. He makes a phone call on the way and soon enough we arrive. I get let into a brothel. Really no idea where we end up, I think somewhere just South of Selfridges. I get led into a large living room and sat in a comfy chair. Decorated like a movie image of a 1970 brothel. Maybe it is like goodnight sweetheart and I have lost a few decades. Seven girls are opposite me. One by one they come over and introduce themselves. There is then the bad moment when I need to reject 6 and pick one. Medium quality line-up - none as hot as the girls in Vanity. I pick the tallest. As we head off to the bedroom, she explains it is £150 for 30 min. I somehow come to my senses and walk. This is no place for any member of UKP!
I forget to check where the hell I was as I leave. I'm escaping like the guy in Hotel California - I just want to get back to reality. I never did make it back to Soho to visit a walkup. I did somehow enjoy the evening - new experiences are a laugh. And, I have a good bit of my money still. Could have been worse.
