Arrrrgh! I do not like Club Parking! Thinking about my experience here puts my nerves on edge. I should clarify that my days of enjoying dance clubs have past, although some of my gay friends still push for me to go to clubs with them. I usually have lots of fun, but Club Parking was TOO MUCH. If there was ever an example of something being an \"assault on the senses\" this is it! It's one of those places where it's impossible to stick with your friends, even if you hold hands going through the dance floors. The club is packed to insane degrees and there are two huge floors to lose people. Occasionally, I walk into a bar like Parking that's completely not my vibe, which instantly gives me the impression that I'm too sober, which of course leads to too much drinking that I don't notice until I'm stumbling out of the doors at 2am. Anyway, the vibe of this place is fire hazard skin to skin people, more flashing lights than I've accumulatively seen anywhere else, a lot of people on drugs, smoke machines and cage dancers. \n\nSigh, writing this totally makes me sound like an old biddy. A number of my friends enjoy this place, but just as many of my friends hate it. Actually, the friends who like it are all gay guys and the friends who hate it are all girls (gay and straight). I realize it's not for everyone, so see for yourself.