I just left Murphys and thought I'd have a look at the other Irish Pub in Berlin.... Ohhhhhhhhh I demand the one hour and a half hours (including train travel) wasted of my life back, visiting this........establishment.
1. I was told to find a seat - not a problem, found a chair at a vacant table (without any reservation - as I noticed other tables with a piece of cardboard identifying this). Although after 15 minutes of waiting for a waitress to take my bar order - a pint of Guinness. - the waitress did appear. Alas, only to produce a card and inform me the table was booked! I read the card - which had mysteriously appeared and it displayed a name and time. The time being 9.30pm, the present time being 10.46pm.
2. I graciously agreed to move to the directed table after advising the "waitress" I had yet to provided an opportunity to make an order. She curtly responded, "What would you like to drink!"
3. I took this opportunity to order my beer and awaited silently. By that I mean wait while having my ear smashed by the whooping, screaming and incessant juvenile giggle from the newly occupied original location.
According the um... "Irish band", the original table was occupied by academics from the "Berlin Paleontologist's" something. . . Like I said, there was an abundance of screeching.
4. The "Irish band"... alas I had hoped would be a redeeming feature. Again..... no such luck! Having played in a band - an Celtic Irish/Scots Band no less - I am sad to report a drunk 73 year old at a karaoke night armed with a comb, a length of rope and bucket of mud could produce a more harmonious tune.
Although the the establishment is not without one redeeming feature - the exit!
Try Murphys - in my opinion much better!
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