It's always a crazy night out (the show doesn't start until 11:00pm, the main act starts at 1:00am and the show ends at 6:00am (home by 7:30am!!!) With table bottle service and good friends together it takes about 10 minutes to get tipsy. Never mind that I don't understand all of what's being sung, my Greek is far from perfect, but a party is a party in any language. They don't call it Booze-oukia for nothing!
The women are sexy, the men are hot and entertainment is amazing...
{My bro-in-law always adds something special to pics...}
{Apparently the shorter the skirt the better!}
{1:00am, Panos was ready to rock}
{Kid #1's Godmother, our "Koubara" Maria}
{Mama's new boyfriend, Panos Kaimos}
{That waitress is holding trays of Carnation flowers to be thrown at the singer (20 Euros per tray). People buy dozens of trays to throw flowers at their friends and at the performers. Safer than throwing plates?! Only in Greece!}
{Panos and me go wayyy back}
{Husband and his brother enjoying just a bit of Grey Goose}
{Mama dancing on the stage...}{My bro-in-law always adds something special to pics...}
The show was crazy and was even better because we were there with amazing friends. It's so much more than just going to a club, great food, service, drinks and dancing on tables. The Greeks know how to party like it's 1999, even on a Tuesday!
Economic crisis?..what economic crisis?!! Bouzoukia makes them forget all their troubles...for one night only.
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