Wow, this place is something else. So a group of us late twenty-somethings went to this place on a lark, not sure what we'd find. What we found was not one, but three 21st b'day parties and a bachelorette contingent to boot. There were enough sparkly tiaras and light-up head bands to illuminate a small Alaskan fishing village. If you want not-so-fashionable, not-so-hip, but oh-so-young and definitely hot girls with a modal age of 21, then this is your place. The dance floor was happening, with a 2:1 girl/guy ratio, with girls dancing on the bar tops and inside the bamboo-cages in their gold-lamee snakeskin belts, mirror-emblazoned club tobs and dark-rooted blonde hair. The guys sported the more standard uniform of loose polo shirts, marine crew and generally ornery demeanor. Well, who can blame them, with the display of flesh all around them. Thoroughly entertained, but feeling a little dirty, we headed to the "cleaner" environs of Trinity.