BSB Waterside

I kept that review until I needed to let off some steam. It is Monday morning so I guess now is a good time.
I can only agree with the previous review on that bar even though I didn’t go that late in the evening. I just wanted to have a beer on the quay before leaving the city. I ordered my drink to the most aggressive barmaid I ever met. The beer was quite expensive for Bristol (London prices that is). And the few people I saw there were too drunk for the time of the day and one hen party.
I had my beer outside facing the river and that was for the best!

Last summer I had a friend staying with us for about 6 weeks and despite being 30 years old, still likes going out on a Friday and Saturday night, clubbing. I’ve no idea why, I’m not sure he even knows why, but this place was his preferred bar of choice before hitting the clubs.
I say I have no idea why, but I have a sneaking suspicion it had something to do with the breed of females abundant in this particular harbour side bar. Being a dedicated singleton, my friend is only interested in one thing when he goes out. Girls. But not just any girls, he wants women who share his relaxed attitude towards sex and basically once somebody he can have a one night stand with. Well from what I can tell, this place is full of those types of girls.
It is a truly horrific place, with sticky floors, surly bouncers and sweaty men on the look out for sex. Ironically the «S» in BSB stands for Stylish. This place is the antithesis of the word stylish. It is very cheesy and extremely chavy.