How do you find the right Irish pub for you and your friends?
I’ve always had a love for pub hopping, but there are times when I want a drink alone in my own home, and I always feel a bit awkward asking people to share a table with me, or even if they do, how to choose.
But, as I look back on my experiences at bars in the past, I can’t help but feel a little guilty.
In my opinion, I’m not quite the same person that I was 10 years ago.
At the time, I was living in London and had no idea what pub hopping was all about, and even though I did have a good pub to go out at, I still struggled to make friends with people.
I found myself becoming increasingly introverted and introspective.
The constant fear of not being liked, of being rejected or of feeling rejected, was a huge struggle.
So, I’ve started to re-evaluate the whole idea of pub hopping and I’ve come to the conclusion that it’s not as bad as I thought it was.
Pub hopping, for me, has always been a way of making new friends and being part of a community, rather than just one place to meet people.
It’s something I have always wanted to do and I never thought it would be that difficult.
The biggest challenge I had when I started was making friends.
It felt very unnatural to me.
The idea of a bar in a small town in England, with no neighbours, friends or customers, was incredibly alien to me, so I always found it very hard to connect with others.
My first night out at a bar, I thought I was going to get laughed at.
I went to the bar and found it incredibly empty, with the walls covered with pictures of people I had never met.
I felt completely alone and wanted to be the first one to get a drink.
I also felt very nervous about my appearance.
I remember being really nervous because I hadn’t put on any makeup or even changed any of my clothes.
When I arrived at the bar, there were no one else there and the owner told me I was “looking really nice” but then immediately turned to me and said “that’s not going to be allowed” and laughed at me.
I was so surprised.
I looked around the bar.
The owner was completely unfazed and even laughed at one of my questions.
It was one of the worst experiences I’ve had at a pub.
I tried to apologise to him and to the owner of the bar at the end of my first night.
I then got a few questions from the owner, but I was trying to be as open as I could and to be kind to everyone.
But I just felt like I was getting yelled at and ignored.
I would end up with a lot of bad vibes from people and I would feel as though I was being a bit weird or weirdo.
I even thought I would get kicked out of the club.
I found it hard to understand why people had so much trouble finding people to drink with, and why they couldn’t be friends.
There’s no way I could ever expect to find someone I’m in love with, be friends with, or be in the same room with.
I’ve never really found people to hang out with that I feel comfortable around, so that was a big issue for me.
My pub hopping experience was very much my own fault, and it has taken me years to realise that.
I used to have a hard time connecting with people in pubs because I thought “Oh, that’s not the person I want to be”.
I had no social skills.
I spent most of my time trying to figure out what I could do to make people more comfortable and more open to me rather than being an outsider and being a strange, strange duck.
My first pub hopping session I had with my friend, Josh, was at the Bar & Kitchen in Glasgow.
It was an incredible experience.
It took place in a pub with all the decor from the 1980s and the atmosphere was fantastic.
It had a nice feel to it, it was very inviting and the staff were really nice.
It didn’t take long for Josh to fall in love and we started dating after that.
We went to all the bars in Glasgow and everyone knew us and liked us, so we went to pubs together almost every night.
After a while, we started seeing other people who were going to clubs and we just really fell in love.
We dated for four years and have a son and a daughter.
We are now happily married and have two great sons and daughters.
The bar was really good.
It wasn’t crowded and it was a very relaxed environment.
We would go there every weekend for a few months to hangout and then go back to Dublin and have dinner with friends, then come back to Ireland to go to our jobs and go to bars with friends again. It became