Besides family, friends, all that crap (just kidding), I think what I miss the most from the US is apple cider. The non-alcoholic kind. Fresh pressed from the farm up the road, cold or mulled, and made into dough-nuts. Mmmmmmm. They don't have that here. They have hard cider, which is also amazing, and every bar has at least one on draught, but it's quite different.
Bryan, his girlfriend who was visiting, and I went to this place called the Polo Lounge on Wednesday. (I wasn't gonna be a third wheel, but Charlie chickened out.) It's a gay bar in City Centre that on Wednesdays has free entry and £1 drinks. All drinks. Well, almost. A RedBull and vodka was more, and doubles would be more. But even a pint of cider was a pound, and they're always at least £3.50. Also, it was brilliant. I don't like clubs, I don't like the music, I don't like the atmosphere, I don't like the crowd. Except this place. This place was brilliant. Friendly people (not too friendly either), fun music loud enough to rock out to but not so loud it melts your brain, fun dancing. The right price. I hear this is the norm at gay bars. I wonder why that is.
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