Salzburg (2004)
Quote from the Son&Heir, on seeing the Alps for the first time from his hotel room:
“C’mon Dad, that’s not real — that’s a poster someone’s stuck on the outside of the window!”
Salzburg (2004)
Quote from the Son&Heir, on seeing the Alps for the first time from his hotel room:
“C’mon Dad, that’s not real — that’s a poster someone’s stuck on the outside of the window!”
Here’s a list of “proper old” Brit pubs, for those who are either of a Brit persuasion or else part of a vanishingly-small number who actually want to visit Britishland.
For the record, I’ve been to four of them (The Bell, The George, The Coach & Horses and The King’s Head) and had a great time in all. (By the way, the interiors of The George and The King’s Head are stunningly alike — when I saw the pic of the latter in the article, I thought for a moment that it was the George.)

That said: when I was at The Bell, the beer selection was absolute shit — even Mr. Sorenson had trouble finding something decent, and we ended up drinking cider (ugh). The George, of course, serves Wadworth 6X and their lamb pie is excellent. I don’t recall much about the C&H because I was drinking there with either The Englishman or Mr. Free Market, and after those kind of epic sessions, memory is frequently foggy: probably caused by sundry pints of Fuller’s London Pride, in retrospect.
I don’t know about the other pubs mentioned in the article, but they look excellent.
Missing from the list, however, is my absolute favorite, The King’s Arms in All Cannings:

…as is Salisbury’s Haunch of Venison:

Very much worth a visit, despite the lack of 6X.
Grand Place, Brussels (2004)

Note the museum entrance… sadly, it was closed that day.
Altstadt, Zurich (2004)

The prettiest part of Zurich — and at night, the most dangerous.
Manhattan Beach, CA (2006)

California is so totally wasted on its inhabitants.
This one is especially for my Brit Readers, and it was sparked by this article.
Since visiting her first Wetherspoons with her now husband Andrew in 2024 — it was The Moon Under Water in Watford, in case you’re wondering — Stacey Gitten has now visited 71 Wetherspoons up and down the country. It’s a mission that has seen her travel as far as Edinburgh from their home in Southampton, and she ‘even went to Wales just to go to a Wetherspoons’, she tells me.
But despite having visited 71 of the chain’s carpeted pubs — a mission that she has documented on TikTok under the handle @staceyintheUK (she moved from Chicago to be with her husband) — Stacey has tried surprisingly little of the menu. In fact, she has a go-to order; her control she uses to compare across the ‘Spoons outlets.
(It’s Eggs Benedict, by the way.)
For my Murkin Readers, Wetherspoons (or “Spoons”) is a budget-friendly alternative to the typical pubs and restaurants Over There, with a common menu across almost all establishments, with some local variations.
Okay, I have an admission to make: I’ve never been to a Wetherspoons pub. There’s no reason for this, unless it’s a subconscious desire not to go to any chain restaurants when I’m Over There. I remember being tempted by The Bear in Melksham (I went to that town often because it’s just down the road from Free Market Towers), but never went inside.

Perhaps I should have. (Unless it was because they didn’t serve Wadworth 6X? I dunno.)
Anyway, is our Murkin transplant in the article an idiot?
All input will be gratefully received.