Incomparable nights in Shanghai, and that every week-end. Here's the recipe:
Get some ilegally imported western food at the Guacamole-Lady's (be careful with the fake pine nuts though), invite your crazy friends from NZ, Chile and Singapore for dinner and spontaneously organise an under-water-love-lying-on-the-dancefloor-party in a chinese appartment situated in front of a hospital.
After you have danced and swom like a retarded maniac on the floor, hug and touch eachother like you just popped love-pills. At that moment I actually really thought that we just have opened the most galactic club in town. Those nights will always exist in my memory as an emblem of enjoying yourself and your friends to the extent that is humanly possible.
A tribute to Shanghai nights with Carlotta, Natalia, Bastian, Sam, Kenny - and the best song to describe that feeling:
