After 3 bottles of Gösser in the room, back in the Dorint bar for my first Zipfer. The little Vietnamese barmaid greeted me “Grüß Gott! Grosses bier?” and the other barmaid laughed. They remember me well! Always the eternal question: why? Why serve peanuts with a spoon? If I actually USED the spoon, and ate my peanuts with the spoon people would look at me like I was a fucking retard, and I am not. I am not. Lots of people eating in the other end of the restaurant; maybe part of a conference event. Gorgeous Mongolian-looking barmaid/waitress serving them, wish she would stay behind the bar! I will speak more about Mongolians presently.
Well the first blow has fallen. The Regent Hotel bar does not open on Mondays. Last time I come here on a Monday. No music channel on my TV, and the radio beside the bed does not work; so no music at all. Just one beer (warm) in the minibar. Think this is going to be a very long night in Munich.
As good as Tuesday was, Wednesday was poor—as always. —– two, Princess of Wales too small, Ship & Shovell not much bigger but I did get a window seat, and philipino thing behind bar in black v-neck top leaning over to get glasses from under bar every time showing off wonderful globes of her bosoms hanging down. Lovely. Checked Romilly, then 4 in Round Table waiting in vain for the beauty to turn up—the big girl who looked like her was there again! She was sexy, then 1 in the Garrick Arms just to kill time then home at rush hour. Anyway just £34 spent, better than wasting a hundred in the strip clubs.
Three in ——, my girl only there when I went back for ticket; we both laughing at how small they now are! Checked Romilly names, Nadia & Karina, back to crowded 445 —–, Regina behind bar all on own serving so many, nowhere to sit anyway so I gave up and went in Salisbury. Found the ONE good viewing window so enjoyed that for a while, till it got so busy. Back to that one in the passageway leading to Charing Cross Road and passing window I saw a dark-haired beauty behind bar so went in, and my god she is a beauty! Perhaps the most beautiful barmaid I have ever seen, black hair, slightly dark skin, looking a bit Colombian, slight accent which I could not trace, black top, nice bosoms, black leggings over volptuous buttocks and thighs. I stayed for FOUR in the end but every time I was unlucky and it was the other girl who served me. Tired of —— Regina I will concentrate instead on Salisbury and this pub in passage.