Boston is big on St. Patrick’s Day. I’m sure there will be bar crawls a-plenty this weekend in celebration. Nicole is not big on St. Patrick’s Day. A bar crawl would not be my thing either. I guess the idea is that you have one beer and each bar, then move on to the next. In honor of my weekend plans, I’ve made a fictional pub crawl, via Netflix!
What better place to start your night than where everybody knows your name! The crowd at this Boston bar can definitely be festive, but never seems rowdy. Have your first beer here kicking back with Norm and the gang, and you can be on your way before Cliff gives you too many “little known facts.”
The Drunken Clam
We’re moving geographically now to Quahog, Rhode Island, which is fictional, but Rhode Island is so small that it really doesn’t matter where in state it’s located. You can get things going a little more here, pounding beer number two back with Peter Griffin and friends. I mean, that Family Guy can drink. We’ve seen him drunk enough to assume so, anyway.
We’re in Manhattan now! This bar from “How I Met Your Mother” has no shortage of attractive and gullible ladies, so make some friends now that you’re on your third. If you’re not having much luck, maybe Barney can give you an assist. Haaaave you met Ted? There’s also food here if you’re feeling a bit peckish, which I always am.
I’m guessing you’re feeling it now, or at least have a good buzz going. If you’re not drunk, someone here is bound to be. Here we are in Philadelphia at an Irish bar, so there should be a lot of holiday spirit. Drink down your fourth beer with “the gang” of Always Sunny. This is really the kind of place you could spend your whole holiday binge-drinking, but remember that’s not the goal of the crawl.
It’s time to get wild in Pawnee, Indiana at the world’s sickest nightclub. According to some rough google-ing, Pawnee is somewhere in Southern Indiana, between Columbus and Louisville, KY. Avoid the snakejuice and have a fifth beer with the Parks & Rec department. Things could get weird here, you guys.
Apparently the middle of this country doesn’t have much going for it, ‘cause we’re on the west coast now! Here in Sunnydale, CA you can get your dance on at The Bronze. If you’re not quite 21, no worries! And if it happens to be 1999, you can catch Dingoes Ate My Baby playing some tunes. Although this is south of our final location, I didn’t want to end the night here because of all the vampire attacks nearby. If this isn’t place isn’t your thing, you could instead pick up your sixth beer at the bar at UC Sunnydale, but of course, you risk turning into a caveman.
Wind down and enjoy the music and your final drink of the night at P3. This San Francisco night spot may have its share of demonic activity as well, but I figure anything safer than Sunnydale. I’m sure Piper and the power of three will be there if something bad does go down. Some pretty sweet bands played here, so I think it’s a great way to end the night.
You have now covered 3,364 miles without leaving your couch!
If you are going out this weekend in celebration, have fun and be safe!
If you’re more of a non-observant person like me, you can watch all of these shows on Netflix!