In reality, I didn’t go to that many bars while I was in the States. I found it better to drink at the house not that I drank that much, really. Then again, I was on holiday. Here’s some photos of typical American bars.
Caroline’s Bar in Somers Point NJ was a little picky on who they let in.
My friend Frank singing karaoke
Frank’s wife Candy singing
Candy and Frank sang a duet
An inside shot of Caroline’s
From top to bottom: my brother in law Mark, sister Dawn, my wife Tina and step-daughter Lorretta at the Brick House in Egg Harbor Township, NJ
Pabst Blue Ribbon- the official beer of rednecks
Tina and Lorretta at the Circle Liquor Store in Somers Point. This was just the wine aisle
I discovered I had my own brand of alco-pops
The hard liquor aisle. We bought a whiskey called “Knob Creek” for my stepson Teal.
It turns out that many bars in Southern New Jersey do not allow bikers to wear their colours inside. I can see the reasons why but I still find it amusing. Of course, now you’re all thinking I’m a total lush now. Actually, I didn’t drink all that much, honest.
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