I’d rather not write much about my experience at said pub. I’m not writing the name again because I don’t want someone to find this post when searching for it. Let’s just say I’m only a pub person when there’s a nice session going on. The Swiss, even in an Irish pub, are not so friendly as Americans or the Irish in a pub. The band only did songs, and I’m more of a reel and jig kind of gal. Yet, I enjoyed the hour of music and my tram ride home. There was this crazy Italian lady yelling her head off at her cell phone. I wish I could have gotten a video of the looks the Swiss gave her, but that would have required being obvious with the camera.

