I know I rarely discuss the downsides of travel but there is one thing that has been driving me bat shit crazy over the past 8 months on the road. Who knew that out of all the countries there would be good beer in Colombia?
Sure, you do stumble across a few good bottled ones (i.e. Salvavida in Honduras) but it just isn’t the same. Where are my pints?!
Like a beacon of light on a stormy night, there is was, in Bogota of all places – Bogota Beer Company. Walking in I felt immediately at home – a pub atmosphere, pint glasses, cushy seats. YES.
My mouth started salivating as I was going over their homebrew choices and my eyes bulged…
$4.50 FOR A PINT OF BEER IN SOUTH AMERICA?! HIGHWAY ROBBERY! I DON’T EVEN PAY THAT AT HOME!
Yes, I did humble myself knowing this was probably the only draught beer I was going to get within 1000 miles and forked over the cash for a Honey Ale. Apparently I had been away from the world of pints for sometime as it looked HUGE. Did I really knock these back like nothing when I was back home? Good lord!
Tears came to my eyes as I lifted the glass to my mouth and took my first, small sip. The taste – too familiar. It was almost exactly like my favorite beer at home, Fireman’s Four. YES.
This is exactly what the doctor ordered.
An oasis in the land of shit beer.