Worst tanning place ever.

Ever wondered how it feels like being cooked alive? Well I haven't. But somehow I got to experience something very similar to that just recently anywho. It all started yesterday really. My mate and I decided to go clubbing. For real this time. So whiskey was bought, VIP-passes to the biggest place in town was fixed, and alcoholic beverages were drunk. Only bad thing about this totally awesome night was that I managed to step in the only puddle of water for miles on the way down there. And with puddle I mean treacherous hidden sinkhole filled with water. It was so deep it probably had it own ecosystem down there. Needless to say my foot, and part of my leg, got drenched. But i was drunk so I didn't really care. The rest of the night progressed like they usually do with some drinking, dancing and winking at girls. Only thing out of the ordinary was that the security guard seemed high and asked if I was related to the prince of Sweden. I told him that I was and he let me pass.

But anything that goes up must come down eventually. Which leads me to today. I woke up around 12 pm or so and the first thing that I asked myself was if something had crawled into my mouth and died. The second thing was why my friend were blasting music like he just figured out that his amplifier goes up to 11. So I decided that the best thing to do was to wake up, take a smoke, and then jump on the next bus home So that I could get some real sleep. Said and done. 

After being home for like an hour or so, just watching different TV-shows and drinking huge amounts of water, I got the crazy idea that I wanted go tanning. Probably because my sis, who was visiting, said "hey, lets go tanning" and I said "fine, whatever".  So we go to this place I've never been to before, thinking that i'd be like my regular place. It was not. First lemme tell you about my regular place. It's in a girls gym, so there's always a cute girl working in the reception. You pay for your room, which is fairly large, with it's own shower, huge fan, huge mirror and even a hairdryer. I never use the hairdryer myself, but it's a nice touch. But the most important thing is that the rooms are always cool. Like, temperature wise. Tanning there is very relaxing, like going to a spa or something. Now let me tell me about this other place. First of all, it's fully automated, so you go in using a card, and then enter this incredibly warm room. There's like a couch where you wait for one of the seven tanning booths to get available. I was gonna write rooms first, but those things are way too small to be called that. So it was either booths or torture chambers. Anywho, it's incredibly warm and smells of that tanning smell you get, just in the lobby. So I'm like, "well, they probably got a fan or something inside the booth". They didn't. I paid for my time using some automated coin thinge, went inside my booth, and started the machine. The room/booth was like 2x3 meters, so it didn't take long for the 2400w of ultraviolet light to warm up the booth like an oven. That, and the fact that I was hungover made me sweat like a pig. I actually had to go up and dry myself and the table off once, after like 15 min, due to sweating like a pig. Another 15 min and the time was final up. But I wasn't up for anything. Took me another five just to get my pants and shit on. Felt like I was going to die. 

So today's tip is: Don't go tanning when you're hungover. And don't visit places that's trying to kill you due to heat exhaustion.

That's all from me today. Be well