Details are hazy.
I’m not sure how we ended up at Bendito Seas (translated as “Blessed Are You”) one evening, however Troy, Gerard, his girlfriend Ruby, and I got in after the initial rush, leaving us with few tables to choose from.
I’m sure we stole a chair or two from a reserved table whose patrons had yet to arrive.
It was obvious the kids in the club were regulars — they stood near the door until it opened at 10pm, and then proceeded to rush to their favorite table inside.
After all, it was Thursday night, ladies night, and that meant cheap or free alcohol (I can’t remember which) included in the cover charge.
The interior of the club is decorated in the typical Colombian fashion, which is to say strangely.
Different parts of the club look like the interior of a house. There is a bed for lounging. The music is crossover.
It appeared to be a young crowd, which I didn’t necessarily prefer as I officially hit 34 a few weeks prior.
The drinking age is only 18 in Colombia, so it’s normal to see high school age kids in the bars and clubs, but it doesn’t mean I’m use to it after growing up in the USA.
I focused on my rum consumption, too shy to approach and ask all but one girl to dance (and she said “no”).
Sitting back with Troy, and surveying the club, it seemed as though every girl was with a boyfriend, or tucked amongst a large group of men and women.
Such is the social scene in Colombia — girls are always with guys, and whether they’re friends, family, dating or married is anyone’s guess.
Part of this has to do with the fact that guys almost always pay for the girls.
If there were any other foreigners in there, I don’t remember them that night, which is a good sign considering how close the bar is to Parque Lleras and all the hostels in the area.
Bendito Seas is a worthy alternative to the bigger, costlier Babylon on Thursday nights.
If you’re in a hostel around Parque Lleras, you can easily walk there.