The saturday of which I decided to spend celebrating two birthdays at a night called Livin'Proof at a place called Camp.
Essentially a hip-hop night in a basement- never a wise idea.
Within an hour the place was packed and with no ventilation this led to serious sweating from everyone. When raving in a sauna got too much, which was every hour or so, we would have to run outside for air. The temperature change was about 50 degrees but highly welcomed, and people were lying on the concrete trying to get as cold as possible (tights were see strewn and abandoned at the entrance). Then we would run back down for more and half way down the stairs be met by a wall of steam and my glasses would steam up so much I was virtually blind for the first few minutes. With friends from four different friendship circles congregating under the united love of hip hop I was happy. Very happy. So happy in fact I danced like a maniac till 3am when the inevitable finally happened
I got a heart attack.
Overall a very good night, not such a great day afterwards though..
