Of life in a ‘third world’ bar
Posted Saturday, July 19 2014 at 01:00
The loos, though are constantly cleaned
On Friday last week, I decided to try out a “low-end” bar. I did a random search for some of the “third world” bars and someone recommended Victoria Bar, Kireka. It sounded locally hip so I decided to check it out. Honestly, I did not expect first class service but little did I know this bar hosts boda boda riders, sales ladies in Owino market and road sweepers.
Upon entering, I was welcomed by heat and of course an unpleasant smell that made me relax outside for a bit and get some more oxygen. When I finally made my way in, I was welcomed by King Saha’s Mulirwana hit. Well, since the song is played everywhere, I knew it is just one of those songs that are loved and played just anywhere. It dawned on me that I was indeed in a ‘third world bar’ when the deejay played some rare kidandali songs. I just wondered how I was going to dance to the likes of Phina Mugerwa, Irene Namatovu and the entire Eagles Productions jams. The sound was bad. It seemed like a public address system was used in there. There was too much stereo. The speakers outputted sharp lousy music that directly hit my drums.
Entrance was free. Beers cost Shs3, 500. How I wish I could just buy my beer and have it without the sound of the darned monotonous music for the local souls. The bar’s policy is simple. Buy and drink your beer inside. Bar tenders there do not know the meaning of ‘disposable glasses’.
The loos, though are constantly cleaned.
Couples were biting (read kissing) each other in the dark corners of the bar. The sight of this was gross. I couldn’t take it anymore. I had to abandon my drink lest I woulxd throw up. I immediately left for a much ‘reasonable’ night spot.