One of the not so good things about the place where I live now is that it is a nice and popular wine and dine district. Within 50 meters from my apartment I have four restaurants and one pub. According to the level of noise I calculated that the pub closes around 12:30 AM - 1 AM. Or maybe it closes at midnight, and then last men standing finish their drinks songs outside, and it takes them half an hour - I am not sure. What I am sure of is that almost every day someone has a birthday, and he or she is celebrating it at Lamb Pub. I also learnt that weekend starts on Thursday, sometimes even Wednesday and ends on Saturday. Because Sunday to Tuesday it's pretty quiet out there.
In general, Londoners like to have fun after work. On my way home from the office I pass at least one pub and from 6 PM it's full of people. The sidewalk in front of it is also full of people, and sometimes, half the road too. People are obviously on their way home, just like me. But unlike me, they do not hurry to the safety and comfort of their apartments and houses, but stay to relax, chat and eat in pubs.
But, back the Lamb Pub under my window. The echo of the evening's fun I get to hear in the morning, when, at 7 AM the garbage truck is going all over the city gathering garbage bags from the streets. Here they have a funny way of handling garbage. At least for commerces, shop and restaurant owners, maybe house and apartment owners and tenants put garbage bags on the street in front of the house in the evening and in the morning a garbage truck makes a trip around the city loading them from the streets into its garbage-greedy belly. So, pubs and restaurants have one very specific type of garbage - empty bottles. And they get loaded into the truck as well. I don't know how they do it, but it sounds like they just pour a stream of bottles into the metal womb of the car. And it is LOUD. So every morning I wake up from the sound of hundreds of falling bottles. To make matters worse, the weather is hot, so all my windows are always open, and there is no escape from this noise.
To be completely honest, last several days I do not hear them though: either I got used to it or they changed the schedule.
And by the way, I checked the pub's web page. And I am absolutely right: from Thursday to Saturday it is open until midnight. It actually has pretty good reviews on the internet. I can also assure you the public is honorable, no teenagers or drunks. So, if you happen to be in Bloomsbury, London, try a beer or two in this lovely place.
In general, Londoners like to have fun after work. On my way home from the office I pass at least one pub and from 6 PM it's full of people. The sidewalk in front of it is also full of people, and sometimes, half the road too. People are obviously on their way home, just like me. But unlike me, they do not hurry to the safety and comfort of their apartments and houses, but stay to relax, chat and eat in pubs.
But, back the Lamb Pub under my window. The echo of the evening's fun I get to hear in the morning, when, at 7 AM the garbage truck is going all over the city gathering garbage bags from the streets. Here they have a funny way of handling garbage. At least for commerces, shop and restaurant owners, maybe house and apartment owners and tenants put garbage bags on the street in front of the house in the evening and in the morning a garbage truck makes a trip around the city loading them from the streets into its garbage-greedy belly. So, pubs and restaurants have one very specific type of garbage - empty bottles. And they get loaded into the truck as well. I don't know how they do it, but it sounds like they just pour a stream of bottles into the metal womb of the car. And it is LOUD. So every morning I wake up from the sound of hundreds of falling bottles. To make matters worse, the weather is hot, so all my windows are always open, and there is no escape from this noise.
To be completely honest, last several days I do not hear them though: either I got used to it or they changed the schedule.
And by the way, I checked the pub's web page. And I am absolutely right: from Thursday to Saturday it is open until midnight. It actually has pretty good reviews on the internet. I can also assure you the public is honorable, no teenagers or drunks. So, if you happen to be in Bloomsbury, London, try a beer or two in this lovely place.
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