Post pictures of far-flung Irish pubs here

i want to say "god fuck all these stupid fucking assholes who start or frequent all these dumb-ass far-flung irish pubs" but would that be as tiresome as the pubs themselves?

http://www.undp.org/content/dam/nepal/img/env_energy/UNDP_NP_SS_Micro%20hydro%20illuminates%20Lukla%20gateway%20to%20the%20Everest%20region.jpg

Luklu, Everest region, Nepal

Montserrat to thread.

Patrick's Day a public holiday in Montserrat.

btw i did not mean to address ilxors posting in this thread, sorry!

also i don't know why they annoy me. maybe b/c it's usually white foreigners who go to these? because i really love and appreciate far-flung chinese, mexican, indian, vietnamese, peruvian, etc etc restaurants

http://www.shayzloungeny.com/images/template/image_01.jpg

oof!

they are bad tourist traps and total shitholes normally. i can remember being in prague about 12 years ago and the irish bar there charged irish prices for a beer, about 10 times (literally) the price of everywhere else.

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Dubrovnik

http://media-cdn.tripadvisor.com/media/photo-s/02/30/3d/21/katie-o-connors-irish.jpg

shayz lounge seems a good place to put your feet up

Guinness not so good.

Elevation maybe?

i've walked by shayz lounge so many times and the name always bugs me. especially the z.

http://media-cdn.tripadvisor.com/media/photo-s/03/5e/fc/64/the-dubliner-irish-pub.jpg

http://www.lapazvanguardia.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/TheDubliner272x165.jpg

in La Paz, Bolivia. I did not go to this bar (though I did eat llama at the "Swiss Chalet" there)

There are no photos of O'Hagan's Irish Pub in Harare so I'm just going to post this article in some Zimbabwean financial publication patronising the people of Ireland:

Unique Irish Experience At O’Hagan’s
Webdev Author 26 Feb 2010
They provide a warm and welcoming environment, a place to socialize, sing, relax, tell stories and to exchange the latest gossip and rumours. The earliest Irish pubs are said to have sold not only ale and basic food, but also hardware – farming implements? Weapons?
Currently Guinness, the famous dark Irish stout originally brewed in Dublin, is the drink of choice when visiting an Irish pub.
O’Hagan’s Irish Pub in Borrowdale Brooke, a branch of the largest franchised Irish pub group in South Africa, opened its doors in Harare a few months ago.
With their own Zimbabwean version of Irish charm and friendliness, O’Hagan’s seems set to pull in the crowds.
When George and I arrived for lunch last Saturday, a pint of Guinness would have been the correct drink to order.
Instead, we bought a bottle of lemon-fresh, still white Amasimi Kelder Semillon, which paired well with George’s calamari and chips and less well with my bangers and mash.
Having met up by chance outside the nearby supermarket with Angela, a friend who lives in neighbouring Hogerty Hll, we persuaded her to accompany us to O’Hagan’s.
This seemed appropriate, since an Irish pub lends itself to having a good time with friends.
Angela and George had starters, costing in the region of $4 each.
Snails, ordered by George, were served in an unusual creamy garlic sauce, with a nice-looking white roll on the side.
Angela’s crumbed mushrooms looked fresh and well-made.
While the starters were being devoured, I did my best to eavesdrop on the conversation of a large group of patrons at a table behind us.
Failing to pick up on any rumours or gossip from surrounding tables, I concentrated on our own conversation, which moved from the state of the nation to our hopes and expectations for HIFA 2010.
This arts and literary festival marks its 10th anniversary this year, and promises to be a cracker of a celebration.
Main course options in the pub included a number of ‘alehouse favourites’ such as Shamus’ Shepherds Pie and O’Hagan’s Shamrock Burger. Considering the love of the Irish for potatoes, I decided on Brendan’s Ban-gers and Mash, served with onion gravy.
Three handsome pork bangers on a somewhat rough looking but tasty bed of mashed potato were served at one end of a large platter.
There was an attempt to camouflage the empty end of the platter with a single lettuce leaf and slice of tomato. A quick look at O’Hagan’s website revealed that in Pretoria North and Potchefstroom, the bangers and mash are served on a round plate and garnished with cur-led slice of orange. Angela’s order, chi-cken strips and French fries served in a basket, looked tasty, as did Ge-orge’s calamari rings and fries.
A large party of young men and women arrived, uniformly clad in denim jeans and brightly coloured tee shirts: all the men wore a single stud diamond earring, Beckham style. Most of the orders were for huge and delicious servings of pork spare ribs.
Flat screen TVs showing cricket and football matches provided background colour and noise, while the level of conversation drowned out whatever type of music was playing.
At Irish pubs I’ve visited in England, Irish folk and love songs such as Danny Boy and Rose of Tralee can always be heard.
Sensitive and poetic-looking individuals, probably refugees from the recession in the Emerald Isle, nurse glasses of ale and gaze into the middle distance, while the sad music washes over them. During the 19th century, under oppressive British rule in Ireland, pubs were declared illegal.
Even so, the spirited Irish still managed to meet to drink ale, complain about their overlords and plot rebellion.
The origins of the entrepreneur Shamus O’Hagan are unclear.
I discovered an architect, a physicist and a youth camp leader in Winnipeg who all go by the name of Shamus O’Hagan.
There was even a Shamus O’Hagan in the Irish Band, Barley Bree, which tried its luck in Canada before returning home.
But regardless of his place in Irish folklore, Shamus O’Hagan’s heart was in the right place when he inspired the highly successful O’Ha-gan’s pub franchise.

At Irish pubs I’ve visited in England, Irish folk and love songs such as Danny Boy and Rose of Tralee can always be heard.
Sensitive and poetic-looking individuals, probably refugees from the recession in the Emerald Isle, nurse glasses of ale and gaze into the middle distance, while the sad music washes over them.

Half of the central shopping / drinking area of Prague is (or most likely was) owned by Irish property investors.

Quite a few of these, particularly the ones in Poland, are run by Irish expats who were hit by the astonishing rate of pub closures back home. A lot of the decor (faded green upholstery, hurling memorabilia, etc) was probably in a bar in Moat or Kinnitty ten years ago.

This thread is definitely making me regret not going ahead with the plan to introduce the integrated Irish pub / undertakers / auctioneers ~concept~ to Urdmurtia.

(xp) ... then at the end of the night one of those big Guinness Paddy's Day hats would he passed round collecting for "the boys in Armagh"

The Shamrock Pub in Bucerias (near Puerto Vallarta) in Mexico. I had a few drinks there, crazy woman from Belfast owns it

http://media-cdn.tripadvisor.com/media/photo-s/02/90/4e/99/filename-theshamrock.jpg

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We also stopped for a drink at Van der Bar, the Irish pub is Puerto Montt in the Chilean Lake District, because it was between the town and our hotel. The menu was Tex-Mex and various Chilean dishes, the beers were Chilean and German, the sports they were interested in were ice hockey and lacrosse and the walls were adorned with Irish icons like Humphrey Bogart and Marlyn Monroe. Music was Journey, Boston and Pink Floyd. It was like being in Dublin, I tells ya. (I can't find any pictures of it online though.)

I went to an Irish pub in Brisbane which had pictures of the Queen and The Beatles on the wall.

I've been to Mick O'Neill's in Odessa.

I will forever mourn the closure of Nic Nowego in Krakow, though not the Irish Car Bomb on the menu.
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My uncle worked in one of these: http://www.mcgettigansdubai.com/

spent a lot of time in one in haifa called the bear but can't find good pics of it

that pub in caanes looks like an actual decent bar that i'd go to in ireland

where was i lately

yes, brogans' in poznan

http://www.brogans.pl/gallery/5/IMG_5922.JPG

no point reviewing it, i couldn't give a fair review of my own local if i'd only visited there when it was stuffed with travelling fans fighting goodnaturedly

lol @ happy 16th march above tho

i want to say "god fuck all these stupid fucking assholes who start or frequent all these dumb-ass far-flung irish pubs" but would that be as tiresome as the pubs themselves?

― marcos

i think it probably would, sorry.

most of them are rubbish pubs, yeah. most pubs i've ever been are rubbish tho. ime these places are not any worse than the standard local fayre, if you don't fetishize that.

nb- i would not tend to visit these places while away or anything.

nb^2- pubs in ireland are actually great tho

another poznan effort, The Dubliner, was pretty good actually.

http://www.inyourpocket.com/gallery/item_42176.jpg

pubs in britain and ireland, ime, are pretty good. it's a culture i'd miss if i lived in other parts of the world.

Oh absolutely. The country I've been to that gets it closest is Australia, and they don't do them quite right.

Czech Republic has a proper pub culture too, though again it's not quite the same

By 'right' I mean what I'm used to, obviously.

http://media-cdn.tripadvisor.com/media/photo-s/02/8f/3c/48/irish-pub.jpg

Hu Li's

I actually really really want to go to the one in Luklu, Nepal.

i think irish bars are a good place to seek out the most disgusting expats in any farflung place you might be.

shavenhead australian sex tourist enjoying expensive hamburgers, watching soccer game originally broadcast the day before, giving theories on the key flaw of whatever country he has found himself in, drinking carlsberg.

it's just like home tbrr

i met an irish guy at hooley's once. he was wearing a purple vest, told me about his trick for picking up colombian prostitutes at a discounted rate after the bars close and a joke about a woman that put a seashell between her legs and the punchline was something like, "hey, i can smell the ocean, too." first irishman i ever met.

The ones in SE Asia are generally like that. The ones in South America tend to be fine, loads of locals drinking it up in there.

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pubs in britain and ireland, ime, are pretty good. it's a culture i'd miss if i lived in other parts of the world.

True. Although the best/worst examples in this thread are nothing like actual pubs, almost comically so.

If I was home I would spend a weekend day walking around Sydney taking photos for this thread.

Walked past this one on way to conference in SPb today.

http://i.imgur.com/lKvaIMT.jpg

The stream of beer lights up as it pours into the leprechaun's mouth, which is a nice touch. It's next door to a 'traditional English pab' called The Tower (probably run by same people) and like a horse caught between two equally appetising bales of hay, I couldn't decide between them and ended up in neither.

Wondering why yr username is a portmanteau of two cricketers who will presumably never play against each other. It is a lovely mystery

I will spoil the mystery and say it's because the Trinidadian pronunciation of Sarwan and the Irish pronunciation of Samhain (Halloween / November in Irish) are broadly similar. Kid from Warwickshire is a bonus.

That is some wheels-within-wheels business

Any good places in central Athens likely to be showing the hurling next weekend?

http://www.theguardian.com/travel/2014/dec/15/irish-pubs-around-the-world

I found one on the main square in Chivay in Peru at 3635m, which I think makes it the highest - the Nepal one in the Guardian piece is 3440 and Cusco is far lower (3300ish?), but La Paz might push it close?

(we didn't go in as F had a touch of altitude sickness so I stayed in the hotel to look after her)

https://farm4.staticflickr.com/3933/15280470750_ace4ff3a0f_z.jpg

https://s11.postimg.org/3qmqipf9v/20161015_140558.jpg

The sign says something like "7024km from Dublin".