Sunday 2 December 2012

Anal Australia

First a disclaimer - this post in not meant to be offensive to Australia or Australians. It is merely an observation from an irrelevant foreigner.

So in London, when you want a really really heavy crazy night out, you head to one of the many Antipodean hangouts. Most notable is the church on Sunday. A few visits here and you become convinced that any night out in Australia will undoubtedly involve flaming shots, insane dancing and lots of people dressed as ninja turtles.

The reality so far is rather different. I'm not saying they arent good nights out. But any activity involving drinking over here is policed by so many rules it kind of ruins the buzz.

  • If you appear remotely merry, you will be refused entry (can you imagine if this was the case with Infernos???)
  • Drinking in the street a massive no-no. As I discovered to my peril. My wine was rapidly removed despite my protestations that it was 'medicinal'
  • Queuing for a cab after a night out - any sitting in the street/on the curb (always the go to position after too many hours in stupid shoes) will result in being shouted at by the ever present bouncers/police/general jobsworths
  • Being questioned as to how many drinks I had had already when ordering a round of shots - at prices like these you are never going to order shots while sober - think they need to work on their sales pitch...
I miss London
 

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