1000 Boardwalk
Atlantic City
(609) 449-5138
The evening started out early at my apartment. Jon, his girlfriend Jen and myself
started drinking rather early and even snuck in a shot of tequila. When you break out
the tequila before 5, you know it’s going to be a rough night. After gorging ourselves
at a local restaurant, we came back to my apartment and drank even more. Finally
after we were nice and lit up, we decided to leave at about 10.
We started off at the Irish Pub and threw back quite a few pints of Yuengling before
heading over to the Taj at about midnight. We had to go through a metal detector
and get searched before heading up a series of escalators to the club. I wasn't even
in the club yet and I already had someone feeling up my inner thighs. Although I wish
it had been an attractive young female, it was a large scary black man. I almost didn’t
make it inside because the soles of my Sketchers had boot like treads. I argued and
they let me slide. The cover charge was $20 for men and free for women. This
seems a little steep, but it greatly increased the girl to guy ratio inside the club. The
drinks were also a little pricey at about $6.50 for a gin and tonic, but they were poured
rather strong.
Once inside it is clear that this is no ordinary club. It immediately reminded me of a
Las Vegas club. On the far wall there were women dancing on platforms one on top
of the other and on another end of the club there was a woman dancing in a cage
about 15’ up in the air, suspended from the ceiling by a chain. The walls had odd
psychedelic patterns on screens all around and a random dancer up near the ceiling,
illuminated with blacklights. Behind some of the screens were the shadows of women
dancing. Every once in a while a siren would go off and it would start snowing or silver
confetti would shoot out of canons in the ceiling.
Although we got there at about midnight, it seemed to get more crowded as the night
went on. By 3 AM the place was packed. We didn’t leave until about 4 AM I think, and
the party was still going strong. This is the off-season for AC. I’ll have to revisit this
club in the summer and see how much crazier it is.
I’m not sure why, but we hit two more bars on the way back to my place because they
were there and because we are insane. We got back well past 5 AM and for some
reason I poured myself another beer, which was probably the last thing I needed at
that point. It seemed like a good idea at the time. When I woke up the next morning, I
was passed out on the floor of my room, about 2 feet from my bed. I guess that
means it was a really good night.
Good Point about the bar: There was a 5’ tall older Asian man who walked around
wearing white gloves, gold feminine looking earrings and bright red MC Hammer style
pants. He was creepy weird at first, but he just walked around doing his thing. He
turned out to be pretty cool.
Bad Point about the bar: I dressed up in some stylish new threads and when I got
there almost everyone was wearing the same style. I guess it’s a good thing because
I was actually in style, but it was a bad thing because I looked like everyone else in the
club. There were two guys there dressed like freaks. One was freakier than the
other. He was wearing black pin stripe pants, a sport coat, an orange t-shirt and a
thick gold chain. I think he took a bunch of things that were stylish from the back of
men’s magazines and mixed them all together in a terrible way. He was trying way too
hard. His friend wasn’t too much better.
White trash factor (1-10): 4
Chachi Guido factor: 7
Ratio of girls to guys: 2/3
Crowd density: High
Age of the crowd: twenties to thirties – the mix of the crowd was odd. Half of the crowd
were northern NJ/New Yorkers and the other half were south Jersey locals. Jen
noticed the difference between the two groups of people right away when we got
there, and she’s only lived in NJ for about 5 months now.
Overall rating: 7 – The place was really cool and the ratio of girls to guys was great,
but you had to pay for it. The cover was high and so were the drink prices. They
were similar to New York club prices. I think the price makes it worth it, just not all the
time. My description here doesn’t really do it any justice, so I would recommend
stopping by and checking it out for yourself. Just be sure to dress appropriately or
you won’t get in.
Just a side note: The last time I was in here, a girl I was dancing with asked me to
have sex with her and her husband. I politely declined the offer.
I couldn't get my camera into the club, so here are some pics from the web site.
Here's two girls kissing.
