text: First stop on our Saturday night Montreal club romp we rolled up to Rouge the only spot on this jammin street that did not have a line streaming down the block Should have been the first sign but it was early so we gave it a gonnNo cover charge was a plus and as we made our way up to the second floor to check out coats our first glances were of a filled club of people seemingly having a good time kinds of getting into the groove Could it be we struck gold on our first trynnCoats checked quickly only we headed to the bar Though our drinks came in the tiniest of glasses think rocks glasses instead of collins glasses they were only for two We would soon come to realize that this would be the highlight of the eveningnnFirst major problem this club does not take credit cards What kind of club does not take plastic Maybe it was because we were American Maybe the machines were down though I did not notice any machine to begin with In any event when I attempted to hand my Mastercard over to the bartender she waved her finger in my face no and walked awaynnAfter settling the tab and taking a gander around the second floor we knew right away this was not going to be the place for us The club was kind of dingy the crowd was lessthanappealing and the music was loud and terrible Not ready to give up we tried our luck on the first floor As we walked out onto the dancefloor the DJ starting spinning Whoomp There It Is and the crowd went CRAZY like he just dropped that new Kayne track Yep it was time to go On the way up to retrieve our coats there was a wretched stench wafting out of the ladies room I mean gutchurning nosepinching stink Classy Rouge ClassynnAfter doing a bit of research I quickly learned that Rouge is a club geared towards the older crowd who apparently used to frequent this other club Angel back in their more formidable years Yikes I would like to chalk this one up to my big tourist mistake of the trip Le sigh