I have a challenge for you
So last night after my last entry I did indeed meet up with Caro and Caitlin (two of the guides from Explora, and hopefully reading this blog for the first time too - Hello!) and we went for a wander around town looking for a bar to go to. We walked up one end of town towards a few bars they had seen earlier. The first one turned out to be more of a restaurant than a bar despite advertising "Bar Restaurant" as its description. The second one which was called "Don Diego de la Noche" was closed. There was a rather cheery (!) sign on the door saying that they were closed all day because someone had died.
I had seen this Irish bar on the way into town and indeed had directed someone to it earlier who had mistaken me for a local and probably was quite surprised when he found I spoke only English but knew where the pub was. We decided to head for there as there was no other real alternative. It was all the way out the other side of town, but we got there in the end. It was about 11:30 when we got there and there were 4 other people in the bar, so we weren't too hopeful. The menu proclaimed that it was the original and only Irish bar in Patagonia, a claim rather unlikely given that Gabi down in Ushuaia tells me there's a bar called Dublin. Well anyway, the only Irish thing about the pub was a few Guinness signs, but it was pleasant enough. Around 12:30 or so there was a sudden influx of people, and by the time we left sometime after 1, it was packed and the makeshift stage at the front had been turned into a smoke-machine "superdisco" (!).
Anyway, my van should arrive in a few minutes to take me to the airport, and then I've got an action packed few days in Ushuaia!
Oh, I almost forgot...the challenge is to find a more unlikely place for an Irish pub than at the end of a tiny town in Patagonia! Answers on a postcard...
Be seeing you
Ken
I had seen this Irish bar on the way into town and indeed had directed someone to it earlier who had mistaken me for a local and probably was quite surprised when he found I spoke only English but knew where the pub was. We decided to head for there as there was no other real alternative. It was all the way out the other side of town, but we got there in the end. It was about 11:30 when we got there and there were 4 other people in the bar, so we weren't too hopeful. The menu proclaimed that it was the original and only Irish bar in Patagonia, a claim rather unlikely given that Gabi down in Ushuaia tells me there's a bar called Dublin. Well anyway, the only Irish thing about the pub was a few Guinness signs, but it was pleasant enough. Around 12:30 or so there was a sudden influx of people, and by the time we left sometime after 1, it was packed and the makeshift stage at the front had been turned into a smoke-machine "superdisco" (!).
Anyway, my van should arrive in a few minutes to take me to the airport, and then I've got an action packed few days in Ushuaia!
Oh, I almost forgot...the challenge is to find a more unlikely place for an Irish pub than at the end of a tiny town in Patagonia! Answers on a postcard...
Be seeing you
Ken
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