This is actually a review of the "No Name" cigar bar next to ( and I believe associated with ) the Barracuda Hotel in San Miguel, Cozumel, Mexico. I didn't find it in a search on this site, so be advised this is a review of the CIGAR BAR ONLY. I assume the association because the "No Name Bar", which is adjacent, extends into the hotel proper.
While visiting the beach club at the Barracuda ( we weren't guests, but were allowed in free of charge, which was nice ), I stopped in the cigar bar next door to the hotel to pick out a medium-priced cigar. Although I'm not an expert, I am aware that many shops on the island will sell inferior cigars labeled as Cubans, but having examined a particular brand earlier, I decided to give it a chance. It was early afternoon in the first week of February '10 when I went into the shop. There was one person behind the bar and 2 customers sitting at it. I asked the young woman behind the bar for the particular brand, one of which was on a sample tray in the humidor. She proceeded to hand me that particular cigar, which may very well have been stale, as there's no way to tell how long it may have been sitting out. As even medium-priced "Cuban" cigars down there start around 11. US, I didn't want to take a chance, so I asked her for one from the box, which was adjacent to the tray. After giving me a coy, feigned-confused look ( i.e. 'I've suddenly forgotten my English' ), and me repeating the request several times, she took one from the box. But then she proceeded to try to play a 'shell game' with me - with the 'stale' cigar in her hand with the fresh one, she leisurely began twirling the two together while I watched, all the while pretending to be distracted by another customer. Having watched her closely, I saw her put the fresh one back, so I said, "Please give me the fresh one - the one you just put in the tray". She again suddenly lost her heretofore-good command of English, but I finally conveyed to her that I was not just another 'estupido gringo', and got the fresh cigar. However, my already exasperating experience wasn't over - suddenly, a rude young man at the bar, who apparently had been drinking overpriced scotch for a while, said to her, "Can you refill me? I'm in a hurry!" Then the clerk proceeded to drop my transaction in the middle of ringing me up, and began pouring this ignoramus another drink! I said to her, "Can you please ring me up? I was next!" And again, her English seemed to fail completely, and she gave me a sheepish grin, ala 'Oh well - he's spent a lot more!"
At this point I was totally disgusted, and left without making a purchase.
If this 3rd rate hole-in-the-casa is, in fact, owned by the Barracuda Hotel, I would suggest they close it down and just extend the bar into that space - the hotel itself seems nice, and it would be a shame to allow this nameless place to sully that. 0 stars out of 5.
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