Although unorthodox to even suggest I, a girl, would be allowed on a Stag Night, and with looming implications upon my personality, I feel that the reasoning behind this gender-inclusive decision should be avoided, lest I delve into a terrifying psychoanalytic exploration that leaves me rocking back and forth in a corner, chewing on a discarded sock. All that matters is that I was there, and actually, I found myself having the most fun I've had in a long while (I should point out at this stage that if you're expecting advice on Bangkokian style entertainment, you won't find it here - not that sort of Stag). The main venue was a brilliant booking decision made by an ingenious Best Man. A place wherein same gender parties are explicitly forbidden, so bear that in mind (however, on this occasion it allowed for at least one benefit of inviting a girl to a Stag). The place in question was Circus in Covent Garden - a glorious hybrid of restaurant, bar and club, sprinkled with burlesque/circus acts.
Not a place for those without deep pockets, Circus delivers a melange of funny, fantastical and (if I'm totally honest) f**king sexy entertainment, framed by lethal cocktails and food worthy of the buttock-clenchingly large price tag. A party of eleven, we were sat at the main table; a large stone slab bookended by steps - and with a quick look up at the trapeze and hoop that were situated directly above us, suspicions of where we were 'really' sitting were immediately confirmed. However, a word of advice at this point: if at the main table, sit next to whoever you want to talk to - this is not a time for the philosophy of 'I like being face to face during a conversation' - if you follow that rule, you will fast burst a blood vessel as you try to vocally overcome not only the distance, but also the music that is a constant, not-so-background accompaniment to your evening.
The service was nothing less than slick. Our night centred around the pre-ordered pan-asian menu, the courses of which were interspersed with dancers, hula-hoopers and acrobats that took over the table in a whirlwind of glamour, comedy and skill. The highlight of these entertaining 'palette-cleansers', were two insanely flexible female acrobats that spun, twisted and entwined themselves around the suspended hoop, that hung directly above our heads.
The venue's decor very much allows for its rapid and regular transformations throughout the evening, which ends in the guise of full blown London club. If you want something a bit different, fun but also good for special occasions, this is the place for you. It is not necessary to book for the main table, as there are many smaller tables still within pirouetting distance of the dancers, but for big parties, it's definitely worth a try. In summary, Circus is good humoured and glamorous, with great food and drink.