Sunday, April 08, 2007

Bar? Non

Up until this point I hadn't found fault with anything in Australia. However, I may have glimpsed a chink in the armour last night.
Their bar culture is very intimidating. It has shades of an FHM-readers' Tour of Ibiza. Anyone who prefers a bottle of wine and intelligent conversation might find it difficult.
Anyone who likes shouting "I'm going for a piss. When I come back, we're doing tequila shots" into someones ear to make themselves heard over the clatter of an 80s CD turned up to 11, will feel right at home.
Anyone who has been to Walkabout in Covent Garden will know what I'm talking about.
Oh, I don't know. Maybe I've been quick to judge or maybe I was in the wrong kind of bar, but I did find myself thinking about Albannach the other night: no scrum at the bar, no music blasting your ears off, no broken glass on the floor.

Still, each to their own. I didn't come to Australia to down flaming sambucas and shout "wahey" above a braying crowd. I came to Australia to do very little. And I am reliably informed that there's no place better to do it.
Excuse me, I'm just off for an afternoon nap

6 comments:

Paul said...

Have you tried a cocksucking cowboy yet? Its a sweet creamy cocktail thats very popular down there... don't worry most people just order a 'cowboy'.

Phil said...

You sicken me.....

Paul said...

Its true dammit; ask Kristy...

Phil said...

OK. I stand corrected. You are indeed right. But apparently, as you might imagine, machoness prevents them from asking for it by name.

www.Giacomorilla.com said...

Australians are wussies.

Go to the Hotel (thats Australian for bar) under the bridge and get yourself a kangeroo pizza and wine. No flamin' sambuccas there mate!

robb said...

If you like wine... why not try a winery... apparently more wine is grown in Oz than in the UK... mind you right now I quite fancy a glass of medium Scouse Creek.