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  • 5bicycles [he/him]
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    3 years ago

    The sole gay bar in Riga, Latvia (possibly the country?), according to the barkeep.

    We were wondering what's up with the steel door with an number panel next to open windows where a bar could be seen our entire stay there and one night, hammered to the point my friend puked onto the streets, we decide to go check it out. What kind of secret club is this?

    So we stand at the metal reinforced door with an access code, do the doorbell, they ask something in latvian which we don't understand, then they ask in english "Are you gay?" to which we reply "uhh no, why?" and they let us in.

    The door opens and the first words from the barkeeper is "You know this is a gay bar, right?" and we're like "uhh no. We're straight, should we leave?" and he tells us we're very welcome to stay if we don't cause shit. We promise not to and get to chatting and getting even more fucking hammered.

    Tells us the door there is because Latvia has a definitive homophobia problem, still, and they'd get raided otherwise by random drunkard cowards who are brave enough to waltz in somewhere and be shit, but not enough to smash windows. We ask him why he let us in and he was like "Anyone who answers that question wondering why it's asked is probably good to go" and he gives us a round on the house.

    After that, things get fucking fuzzy. I remember being bought drinks by everyone there but then I did wake up with an empty wallet so I'm pretty sure I returned the favor. I kept getting hit on a, some of it kinda handsy (not really a problem for me personally), and the barkeeper had to keep telling latvian people we're straights. I'm pretty sure most of my money went to buying disappointed gay people there drinks for being straight after they hit on me. Next thing I remember is waking up, apparently we were there until like 9 in the morning according to our other friend who went home early. Apparently the latvian gay bar patrons can absolutely fucking hold their liqour, I swear to god I have never had a worse hangover than that and I've had some pretty fucking bad hangovers in my time. 10/10 would go there again though, great times.