They overcrowd this place FOR SURE. Walking through the main dancefloor was my personal hell: a sweaty mass of bodies pushing and shoving.
It was basically The Human Centipede but 1,000x the people involved: disgusting and unnecessary. Plus, the "guest list" line to get in literally went out the building and wrapped around in crazy mazes like you're in line at a theme park, ha!
Thank goodness for bottle service and tables with seating and room to BREATHE. I definitely would not have survived the night otherwise.
Calvin Harris and the novelty of coming to this place for the first time was worth it, though I'm not sure I'd ever return.