G'day mates,
So here is how my St. Pattys Day went down in Australia. Took a holiday from work, as they call a vacation day, and decided to go out on the town to experience the Irish Bar Bridie O'Reillys in all its glory. I had looked up the other bars around town and they seemed far too distant to make the trek alone so I had conceded myself to stool at Bridie's but within 5 min though as I finished the glass below I met this guy Adam from the states who had come down to Aussie to start a band and has been quite successful so far. That being said we started talking and going back and forth buying drinks etc...I, also, introduced the continent to the Guiness special (if you don't know what that is then you never experienced a good night in the Hong Kong when Schurko still graced the back of the bar).
So if you bought two guinesses which I accomplished within 5 minutes of entering you got this sweet hat seen below...I donned it for the time I was at Bridie's but sported the scally for most of the day as it just felt right. So after talking to this fellow for a bit he explained he had this elaborate plan to see several Irish bars around town as he pulled out a little cocktail napkin with each one and its address. We'd been talking for it must have been about 5 Guinesses when he invited me to embark on this day long adventure of drinking and Irish Merryment. Let me just preface that every single IRISH bar in Australia has live music for the day Irish Step Dancing and Irish Breakfasts running all day so it was quite the experience.
I was Davz being Davz and blocked out the beer I just bought in this picture in hindsight perhaps I should have just had Adam take it for me but oh well.
So as the day transpired we found ourselves drinking at several local establishments which were only like 5-10 min cab rides so just goes to show how lazy I am but as I get further into my story you will understand why I probably should have just stayed at Bridie's.
This was my 7th beer nearing its demise at Pugg Mahoney's, our second stop. I heard the Irish Rover for the 1st time at this bar which made me quite smitten so the first shot of Jameson took place as well as my second Guiness special. The guy singing at this bar was pretty damn good I will definitely find my way back to this bar as it was quite entertaining.
The next 2 bars I didn't take any pictures at nor do I know exactly what I consumed so I won't try to explain. We went to this place called the Celtic Club which you have to sign a book to gain part-time membership to. It was an older crowd to say the least but clearly not a hard crowd to become fully immersed in and consume multiple Guiness and shots of Jameson with.
We then went to another bar that I think was called the Irish Times and things start to get a little hazy at this point. It was about 3 pm when I heard the Pogues "Fairytale of New York" for the first time. It reminded me of back home(mainly Bobjob) and almost brought a tear to my eye. Then the guy rocked a couple U2 songs and we were off to the second Pugg Mahoney's in town. Which is where I found myself below. The bar had 2 levels downstairs was a mellow atmosphere and then upstairs was pretty sick it had opening in the roof to let the sun shine in and the band was upstairs so this was the place to be with girls dancing and Jameson flowing. Here the guy Adam had a few of his buddies meet up with us and we enjoyed a few more Guiness.
So in true Bryan McDavitt fashion 7 pm rolled around my phone was dead and I had some people from work that said they were going to meet up with me so I did the only thing I knew how and pulled the infamous Irish Exit stage left and headed back to my place (the face is getting a little droopy above). I took a cab ride for what seemed an eternity threw some money at the driver (hence why I knew I woulda been better off at Bridie's such an easier trip home) sat down on my couch, threw my charger into my phone and had a beer. Fell asleep for I woulda guessed a day but it was 20 minutes. Woke up stumbled across my living room to figure out where I was and how I got there. Was safe regrouped and called my co workers.
I got in touch with my buddy Stu, got lost on my way to his house where I've been about 4 times and passed out on his couch after 2 more beers.... around 1030 pm...woke up about 5 am and walked home and passed out for an hour or so and had to get up for work I wish I took a picture of me walking in that next day...yikes
Needless to say St Patty's Day ended in similar fashion to what I would have expected in the states... God Bless the Irish...
Here is another picture of the skyline in Melbourne on the walkway around the pond in Albert Park. 
The stalls to get beer at the Belgian Beer Garden. Great outdoor atmosphere to enjoy a frosty ale.
