Welcome to Seoul, South Korea. Where everybody drinks and few to none dance. Basically the antithesis of who I am as a person.
I have never seen a country more in need of ecstasy tablets. When someone DOES make an effort to bust it I am inclined to yell WOOOOOH like the obnoxious American that I am and start applauding them vigorously.
How can you not dance when the bass is so loud your veins get confused? Most of the club-goers move about the same as I do on a crowded subway when my headphones are serving me up something particularly rousing. A bob of the head. A bit of foot-tapping.
I hope Thailand has less shy people.
I can’t imagine it could possibly have more.