Over the weekend, while beaching it in Montauk. The B9 posse found ourselves at local dive bars with jukeboxes. Nothing beats cheap beers, pool tables, and a jukebox with classics like The Joker, and Fleetwood Mac’s Dreams. Thank you Salivars for hosting hyper New Yorkers on the weekend. We danced, we drank, we laughed, some of us cried, we drank, we danced, we laughed, we drank.
And the following night we hit up The Point. I mean Surf Lodge was cool for a minute but we wanted to get down and really dance. Did some one say jello shots? And their weekend specials lists: “Great Music packed with Hot Chicks”. Amazing!
And this just reminded me of other unexpected beach watering holes I have found myself in through my travels. Above is De Loose Mongoose in Tortola. I drank many Dark and Stormies and ate my fair share of lunches and dinners there. In the same area is Skinny Legs in Coral Bay on St. Johns.