Even though I've been livng most of the time in East Sussex for the last few years, pondering a trip to stay in Bristol still feels like heading home.
The prospect of a few days in our flat in the place of my birth fills both of us with a sense of excitement - even though we'll be working a bit whilst there.
Of course the availability of superb beer is a big factor in the simple pleasure of the trip. We mused on this the other day when we met in The Eagle for the first time in a while. We'd been really pleased to see an upturn in the quality and interest of the beer in there and so my trip on the bus from work, and his on foot from his dad's were wraught with mild anticipation and excitement.
Sadly, the only "interesting" beer available was a tired (but not "off") Sharps Atlantic and a Wadworth's Treacle Treat. The best we could say was that the Wadworths was as good a beer as we've ever been aware they've made (neither of us fans). It proper took the edge off the trip. From there we couldn't be sure we'd get a good and interesting pint anywhere in the immediate vicinity and we didn't want to be disappointed again. SO, instead, we schlepped to the Belgian Bar and had some of their beer instead. It was great...but it wasn't quite what we wanted, in all honesty.
Although our Bristol trip this time will be fleeting, squeezed between work obligations in Eastbourne, I predict that even if a first-choice pub has a disappointing range, we won't have far to stroll to find something that suits us better...
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