|I went to The Jones Saturday and here is the truth about all the rumors…|
It was packed – bodies everywhere. Mostly a white crowd, not urban, as I’d heard. I’d say there were 400 people and it was standing room only. There was a short line and it costs 10 bucks to get in. pool area. Plus two bucks for a towel – they won’t let you bring yours. And you have to fork out five more bucks to park in the building all day, unless you want to hoof it down a bunch of side streets in your Speedo.
So 20 bucks all in, now you have to buy your drinks…..
The pool is kinda small but interesting. It’s only waste deep, like three feet of water. Now here’s the interesting angle;
THE POOL DANCE IS A DANCE FLOOR.
Thats right, you dance in the pool. And the DJ music is dance club hot – loud and Top 40 with some coast sounds mixed in.
As for the logistics, all the poolside chairs are taken by noon. But nobody for the most part is tanning. They’re in the pool, walkin around looking for new buddies or dates. Or they’re at the bar drinking.
The Jones has two great bars – very Vegas style – nice and large. In fact, the hottest chicks there were the ones working behind the bar. Everyone is in a bathing suit. There’s a large smoking area in the rear near the UniSex bathrooms – thats right boys and girls in the same room. With nothing separating the poo-poo rooms but thin air. Lots of wildness going on back there, I assure you.
There are some lockers to use, small like a gym locker. But you have to bring your own lock. Didn’t see any food being served, just booze.
And it was a drunk fest to be sure…
Johnny Dare said to me when I told him I was there: “They should change the name