Enter the Anchor Tap pub in Shad Thames. There are signs everywhere on the doors the walls, the bartenders t-shirt etc that this is a mobile, tablet and laptop free zone. Drinking beer and talking encouraged. I LIKE IT.
There is a cozy fire going and a local brewer's beers on tap. And I am the only female in the place. Perfect!
There is actually a decent mixture of ages. Which is odd at 1 in the afternoon. Some of the younger gents definitely seemed to be on lunch break. Cheers to them.
But of course in true LITP style the most talkative guy at the bar is the older gent, a handful of pints in and had the runniest nose I have ever seen.
Runny nose guy makes a couple attempts with small talk...what are you drinking? Is it still raining outside? But eventually he stands up, stands next to my chair and begins to talk.
Where I am from? Me: Atlanta, GA
Is that cowboy country? Me: No, that's Texas.
What about is it near Louisiana/ Cajun Country? Me: sort of
Have you seen the movie Southern Comfort...Me: No
...something about Canoes and guns and something something.
He goes back to his seat.
Other random guy close by says...the only Southern Comfort I know about is the drink. I chuckle and answer: me too.
Runny nose man keeps talking which sparks the other gent to ask me if I I would like a Southern Comfort and lemonade. Haha He feels my pain. Of course there is only some crappy well bourbon to serve but the gesture was appreciated.
After runny nose man leaves, the other gent and I exchange some pleasantries and happy holidays and a few laughs over runny nose man.
No love in the pub but great laughs in the pub and a warm welcome to London.
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