Aloha Times...

This new club opened up down the street from the Surf House taking over the once notorious club called "The Apartment", which used to be filled with Dubai's wanna be gangsters and money making women. Now it's called Mahiki.

Originating From London, England, the guys over there decided to bring it to the desert city and see if they could put something different in the night life in Dubai, where i think the night life is total shit, with it's clubs only catering prostitutes, gold diggers, and sleazy rich men, who think money can literally buy them anything (which i'm sure it can). Then you have the other bars and clubs in Dubai that are also just pure shit!

Then there's Mahiki. It's doors newly opened to the public and it's Hawaiian Theme of tiki statues and island fever flavored drinks. It's bar staff looking like sailors from that shitty movie with Ben Affleck, lovely dancers who give you a show, and a pretty nice crowd of interesting people and talent. It's a pretty nice joint and it can be real fun, if you can get in.

Awaiting you outside is a taunting line of people just trying to get in, and if you do make it in, it's packed shoulder to shoulder of thirsty individuals trying to get a drink, but so what! Nobody cares, whether you're there to have fun with your friends, pick up chicks, or just dance the night away to their some what ok DJ (who is getting better, music wise). So I really don't know why i'm even writing this because I still find myself there every time I go out. Maybe because it's a moped drive away, or maybe it's the Mahiki spell they have put me under, that makes me go back. I can say there's nothing special about it but either way i'm there... again. FML.