Café Hermes

We headed here for a drink or two in the evening. The first thing we noticed was that there’s all number of strange things hanging from the ceiling. — Guitars, a banjo, accordions, teapots, a trumpet, a disco ball. The list of hanging items goes on and it gets stranger. The large statue of Jesus’ face is another strange piece of décor, although one which isn’t suspended from the ceiling. There’s also countless novelty signs and car licence plates dotted around the pub.
It’s all a little mad and and makes for a weird drinking spot. They also have a pool table with only three balls and no pockets. We spent the entirety of our time in the pub attempting to figure out the rules and left even more confused.
We didn’t receive a particularly warm welcome and the locals in the pub were a little cold to us. We were the only tourists in the pub so it might be the case that it just isn’t a tourist haunt. As the only female in the bar I did feel a bit threatened. Especially when an older male in the pub refused to let me by. Language barriers aside, it was clear I wanted to move past and I was polite as I could be. In the end, I just squeezed past sheepishly.
In terms of the bar, the selection of beers and spirits is limited. For me, that’s the main driving force behind an interesting bar, so Café Hermes, despite its initial quirks, lost appeal pretty quickly.