1/5 Sebastien V. 9 months ago on Google • 1 review
I
recently
had
an
adventure
at
the
"Lovelee"
club
in
Amsterdam,
and
by
adventure,
I
mean
an
unforgettable
disaster.
Here
I
was,
at
a
business
conference
with
smart
professionals.
The
scene
was
set,
but
unfortunately,
it
was
as
if
we
had
walked
onto
the
wrong
movie
set.
The
club,
whose
ambiance
was
more
‘dusty
attic’
than
‘hip
spot’,
was
a
sight
to
behold.
It's
as
if
someone
asked,
"How
can
we
combine
the
glamour
of
an
old
warehouse
with
the
cleanliness
of
a
college
dorm?"
I
took
a
small
puff
from
my
vape,
just
one.
Quicker
than
you
can
say
'stroopwafel',
an
overzealous
security
guard
dressed
like
a
cheap
Peaky
Blinders,
who
looked
like
he'd
failed
an
IQ
test,
demanded
I
leave
immediately.
His
motto:
"you
go
out,
0
tolerance".
Apparently,
they're
stricter
than
my
high
school
principal.
I
tried
to
reason,
explaining
that
we
were
a
large
group
that
would
leave
and
not
buy
another
round
if
I
was
thrown
out,
and
that
I
understand
and
won’t
do
it
again.
But
talking
to
this
guard
was
like
talking
to
a
brick
wall.
Except,
I
think
the
brick
wall
would've
been
more
understanding.
Looking
back,
I
see
I'm
not
alone
in
this.
Other
Google
reviews
echo
my
sentiments
about
this
club's
overly
aggressive
security
team.
The
club's
name,
'Lovelee',
is
a
misleading
joke.
It
wasn’t
love
I
felt
from
the
club,
but
rather
the
kind
of
welcome
you'd
expect
from
a
bear
during
hibernation.
So
if
you're
thinking
about
going
to
Lovelee,
just
know
what
you're
getting
into.
It’s
less
of
a
club,
more
of
an
exercise
in
how
much
nonsense
you
can
endure
from
their
'superhero'
security
staff.
So
until
my
next
review,
remember,
not
all
that
glitters
is
Lovelee!
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