Space...you can do it better than this..
Me and my (male) friend went to Space at 8 A.M sunday morning. It was my first time at Space A.M so I was quite thrilled to be there! When we got in, a girl gave me a wristband which said that I could re-enter the club later that day. I already knew this since I've read it on the internet the day before..but I asked her twice just to be on the safe side
My friend didn't get a wristband..he asked her why but she just laughed in his face and told him to go inside.
Neither of us wanted to make a big deal out of it so we dropped it and got in.
Stayed for only one hour or so and got home to get some sleep.
Around 9 P.M we headed back for Space. My friend without the wristband bought a new ticket and stood in the ticket line for only a few minutes or so..and then he got in.
Since there wasn't a separate line for the wristband holders, I chose the Internet line. I waited for 20-25 minutes but the line didn't move at all. There were about 10 ppl around me with wristbands and we all looked quite lost. Then, I asked the bouncer what to do, but he just yelled at me in bad English -It's full, over, the end..OK?
So there I stood, all alone. I felt the tears in my eyes and I was so, so sad. Sure, I've paid about 1200 euros for three days in Ibiza...but it wasn't about the money that night..For three months nothing but the Space opening was on my mind..and now everything was taken away from me. I felt like a nobody. Space didn't care about me at all, they didn't give a **** about my love for Space. The thing that still bothers me the most is that a lot of ppl were let inside during the time I stood in the line, without tickets or anything. The thing they had was the "right connections" or the fact that they probably gave the bouncer a blowjob last season.
Around 11 P.M, just when I was about to go home and kill myself or something, he just opened the entrance for us, and I got in!
I cannot describe the feeling...The same bouncer who two hours earlier told me to **** off suddenly let me in...haha. Strange...I guess he probably got tired of us.
During the following hours at Space I had mixed feelings about it all. But..then...around 1.30 A.M something happened...
STEVE F*CKING LAWLER!
The reason why I can look back at the Space opening with a smile on my face.
Well, all I can say is...It was definitely worth the 1200 euros..but that's because of Steve and my friends..Space really lost my love that night..I hope you'll find some way to get it back this summer! I'll be back!