It's time to party...

I've always wondered how Cypriots let their hair down, I mean really have loads of fun and dance till they drop. In most of the swanky clubs that boast high class experience dancing is considered an error. If you dance, you're considered an alien from outer space. There is a dress code and Cypriots love to dress up for these places. Men in their posh jackets, trendy shirts and shiny pointy shoes. Women alabaster faces, lipstick and blush to perfection, recently come out of the hairdresser's. But the question is do they really have fun or is it all one big show? In these places people love the glam and paying attention to themselves. It's getting boring.

I recently experienced another side to Cypriot fun where they do dance and let their hair down and there is never a dress code. The tunes are not David Guetta and Black Eyed Peas but believe it or not Grease Lightning. People young and old forget all their inhibitions and head to the dance floor. It's true that another class of people are emerging, ones which refuse to be labelled or put into a mould. They have their own characteristic style, eccentrics who actually have something to say. In fact this group always existed but in a very passive, low-profile way. Now they are coming into the spotlight. After all, what right does anyone have, to tell you what to wear, drink or say or what car to drive? What happened to individuality?

Limassol has upgraded its entertainment culture. There are abundant restaurants, bars and clubs to suit everyone. A diverse culture is emerging which is quite exciting and  people are actually starting to enjoy themselves. So bring on John Travolta and Olivia Newton John. It's time to party!