I don’t mean crazy, like, “We were at this disco in Mexico when this whole group of crazy UCLA girls danced on the bar topless.” I mean the bar, tavern, club, what-have-you itself was just weird or surreal.
Mine: Several months ago I was in Ghent Belgium with a friend and we ended up meeting some local girls. It was getting late (for Ghent) and the tavern we were in was closing up. One of the girls new this other bar, so we walked down this random alley until we found the place with a torch outside. Inside, is a single dark room illuminated only by candles, was 4 or 5 picnic tables and one crazy old guy with a beard asleep in the recliner. And the rest of this place was covered in junk. Toys, equipment, bikes hanging from the roof, you name it. It was like the junk on the wall at the worst TGI Fridays multiplied by 100 in quantity and divided by 100 in quality. But the place was clean, as in, there was no trash and it smelled fine, it was just like an overstuffed garage.
Well the old guy wakes up, and goes off somewhere and brings us back 4 bottles of beer. He sort of sizes us up before he decides what he is going to charge us. (It wasn’t much). Then he goes back to his recliner and we sit at the picnic table. No way in hell I would have gone in there without another guy, and without a local. At least there were a couple other people in there drinking. We had a great time, but I have no idea what that old guys business model was.
Any good tales?