I learned about Dulce Jesus Mio in 2010 from my friend Ana, but it wasn’t until last month that I finally had the occasion to go there. Ana and her friends and family were celebrating her Mom’s birthday, and the plan was to spend the Saturday night drinking and dancing at Dulce.
I’ve been unable to locate an exact address for the Medellin location, except that it’s on Las Palmas (the highway going to the airport). Luckily, it’s not hard to spot the club from the road, as the entrance is decorated with cartoon characters like Woody Woodpecker and the Pink Panther, in addition to tons of Christmas lights.
Despite how silly it all seems, I’ve come to appreciate the paisa’s approach to club design. It’s over the top, but in a fun way. Totally Colombian. In the case of Dulce Jesus Mio, the club is meant to be a caricature of a traditional Antioquian pueblo.
Ana said she had to get there by 8:30 pm to ensure they had a good table, and by the time I got there at 10:30 pm, the place was packed, and everyone was already enjoying themselves. It was a bit disorienting to walk into the madness so early in the night, but I soon found Ana’s party situated in the middle of the back room.
If you’re looking at the photos and thinking no hot girls would be caught dead in a place like that, I have news for you. Just walking from the entrance to Ana’s table, I passed some of the prettiest Colombian women I’ve seen in any club the past two years.
Seating is tight. Very tight. With little room for dancing, girls step up on their chairs when they want to really let loose. I also found that they don’t mind pulling a gringo up onto a chair either. At least from my higher vantage point, I had a better view toward the stage, where we’d see both singers and dancers perform.
Keeping with the theme of the club, the staff are dressed up as caricatures of typical townspeople.
Mayor, Shakira, town whore, clown…
Well, whoever they were suppose to be, they did a good job of running around the club, getting people’s attention.
If you’re a guy, either go solo or bring a girl, because when I tried to return for a second time with Marcello (Wandering Trader), they wouldn’t let us enter the club unless we had at least one girl with us.