It is late, I should go to sleep, but I have to write this. I arrived safely in Zaporizhzhya. After reading Lonely Planet about the city I decided to stay at Intourist Hotel. A bit more expensive, but with nice beds. And my back needed a nice bed after the ride today. From Poltava it was all old, but still nice, roads. But they were not even. My suspension had to work a lot. So my back needs a good bed.

I had no planes for the evening; tomorrow I will visit the Cossack island. So I asked in the reception what to do. They suggested the in-house Strip Club where I could find ladies who would accomplish me, if I wanted. Hmm, this is starting to look like Minsk last year. Thank you, but no thank you. Any other place I asked?

– Well you could go to “Banana”. It’s a normal bar/nightclub with nice music. Take a cab.

So I did, but I was too early, the place was empty. So I went a cross the street and had a pizza.. At eleven the music started playing, very nice actually, it was very danceable. But no one would dance.

Earlier I had spoken to the boss. She explained that it will be a circus show later. So I wanted, watching people and haw they behave. Very interesting. First of all, if you want to make an impression in a nightclub, as a man, wear a T-shirt, one size to small, saying USSR – Macho. Don’t forget to but on your bathing slippers (Flip flop in Swedish). Then you are well dressed. What kind of trousers doesn’t seam to matter.

For the ladies it’s the contrary. They dress up like nothing I’ve seen before. But you should have long legs. If you haven’t, put on as high heels as you can. My former dance partners had high heels, because I’m so tall. But nothing like this. I was impressed how well they could dance in those high heels.

After a while the circus show started. A couple made two different number with rings and fire. Not very impressive but ok. Then the music started and many people started to dance. Yes, I thought. After 10 minutes two clowns appear. The music stops and the start to play games with the audience. Like limbo and who can eat as many candy-bars as possible. I’m not used to that in a night club for adults.

But ok, why not I thought. Then some girls started to flirt/hit on me. I already knew where it would go, the needed a sponsor for their drinks. They spoke quite good English so I went along; it’s always nice to talk to local people. And you wouldn’t believe what they did normally. It was their day of from the Strip Club at my hotel.

Almost every woman smoked in this place. I don’t like that; I really like the ban of cigarettes in public places as we have it in Sweden. As the girls wanted me to pay for their smoke I explained in a very dry Swedish way what I think about that and that they would have to pay for those them self. Suddenly I wasn’t so interesting any more. But I got one dance, and it was very nice, I think she wasn’t prepared that I could dance.

I had one drink for my self. A vodka Redbull. I usually drink that in Stockholm as well. But I didn’t realize how much vodka the put in one here. About ten cl! I definitely, didn’t need another one. I think I was the first in that bar ever – ordering water! The barkeeper had to ask me twice.

The cab was waiting outside, so it was easy to get home. As the driver took a sip out the vodka bottle, I cheered to hem Nastrovja ( I hope I spelled it correctly). He smiled and drove a bit faster 

So I think it’s wonderful, that the world differs from place to place. But some times it’s hard to adept.

The only thing I regret is not bringing my camera!