The Best Clubbing Experience of My Life.

...was at 7pm this afternoon. Generally I hate clubs. To explain this, I often tell people that I don't like to dance. But that's not true -- I just don't like tepid bouncing in the dark to music I don't like.

But today I went mobile clubbing. These are flash mob events that are organized every few months. For mobile clubbing, you show up at a pre-specified public place with your personal music player. At the appointed time, someone somewhere gives a signal, and everyone puts on their headphones and starts dancing to their own music.

Today, it was in the Tate Modern museum's Turbine Room. There were hundreds of people -- little kids, young people, business (wo)men, elderly couples. Everyone was dancing to their own music, and many people were dancing really crazy. I know I was dancing really crazy. It looked very funny when you took your headphones off, because everyone was dancing wildly to no audible music. As far as I could see, nobody was drinking or acting drunk, unless you counted our hyperactive dance moves. Normal museum goes were startled, and I'm sure some joined in. It was, of course, impossible to tell who came specifically for the flash mob and who just joined in when they saw it going on.

We danced for an hour and a half and then left (Lori's ipod ran out of batteries). It was dwindling, but still going strong. I was covered in sweat, and LCD Soundsystem, Of Montreal, and Lucky Soul were echoing in my ears. This was everything dancing in public should be!