Dios mio I wasn’t planning on tonight’s event resulting in me ending up at home at 2am this morning. All of the trainees got the results of their exams today, or yesterday if you want to be technical about it, including a few who were on their finals such as Boo Boo, D and Catherine. For the most part the results were good with just a few glitches. Traditionally the trainees have a bit of a blow out to celebrate, or drown sorrows if results are not so good, and tonight’s venue was Floridita.

Based on my one and only visit here and of what I know about Floridita I was expecting drinks to be expensive and they were. However the upstairs bar has a happy hour that lasts until 9pm, even on a Friday, which made cocktails almost as reasonable as beer and in some instances cheaper! I think D’s Spanish beer (a 330ml bottle), for example, was £4.25 or something like that and my long Yellow Bird (basically a drink with a LOT of alcohol in it) was £4.

Wongo had reserved a spot for twelve people but Floridita gave us a space that only seemed to fit about eight of us. Ridiculous. As it was I think there were at least twenty of us at any one time if not more anyway! Still, it kind of worked out and the place didn’t really get crowded until much later around ten (the first of us eager to get away from work turning up just before six.)

By the time happy hour was over I had more alcohol I could handle having had about three alcoholic cocktails so I was in a pretty happy place. But I still remember Jenny spinning me around on one of the couches (mainly because I nearly threw up on her), Jenny trying to feed everyone chillis and the toilet woman complimenting me on my shirt!

By about 11pm I was getting pretty hungry so James, a couple of his mates and I went into the tapas section of the upstairs bar for some food. The food came out pretty quickly and I was surprised at how good it tasted. Yes I was hungry and that could have accounted for my liking it so much but still. The only disappointing was the spicy chicken wings which weren’t that spicy and actually tasted a bit strange.

In the meantime, everyone else had headed downstairs to the salsa club. So, after “dinner” we joined them. I wasn’t very impressed with the music. I wasn’t particularly feeling it though plenty of others (not the trainees) were out on the dance floor. The other thing I remember of tonight was accidentally punching this woman in the face and then having my heart nearly stop when I saw her talking to the bouncer! It was an accident I promise! 😀