Pub Crawling

This Wednesday me and some friends went for a pub crawl - a to me very new event. In Sweden I'd never heard of such a thing. What I learnt is that a pub crawl is a group of people going from pub to pub, getting one or a few beers at each pub and don't stop until they've been to at least 7 different ones.

Hm, so okay. Well grand, maybe. To me, with my Swedish oh it's too cold to walk- attitude, I thought it would suck. Why would you like to go from place to place if the place you're already at has good music, cheap beer and cool people? But hey, I am always (alwaysalwaysalways) up for trying new things, and as usual I am glad I did, since we had a blast. We only made it to three different places though, but we had such a good time. The whole oh it's too cold to walk attitude disappears after a few beer, so even that was fine. 

Jack and Holly at our first stop; Bleeding Horse.

This old couple seemed rather pleased by our presence...

Alexandra and me in the ladies room of the second place we went to; Whelans.

Bastian was there with us as well.

David, Aaron and us two Swed's again, Stockhomie!

Johanna was the one to organise the whole night. Here she is standing with Hannes and Jack, all Swedish!

Our third and last stop was Bruxelles where we hanged out in the rock bar. Shooting pool and drinking to the screams of Phil Anselmo (singer of Pantera, if you didn't already know that) is such a great combination.

From there people all went their separate ways, so I guess it wasn't a ''real'' pub crawl since we didn't go to the magic number 7 (or 4, 5, 6) but still it was a great night. I might grow fond of the idea, although it is pretty silly thing, this pub crawling business.