There’s no denying it: although I profess myself to be a misanthrope, I do like to occasionally spend time sitting in a bar, watching people and listening in on conversations around me.
But what I like most is to take pictures in that special light that you really only find in a bar.
People and things just look so different inside a bar than they do in the outside world (and I’m saying this is true even before I start drinking!).
This afternoon my wife and I went to the Town Dock Tavern in Rye, about ten miles from home, to visit our friend Margaret who was bartending.
There was only one other person there when we arrived, but soon a few regulars started coming in. The place became lively with laughter and friendly conversation.
Margaret made sure we were acquainted with everyone and we felt most welcome.
We ate, we drank, we enjoyed the people, and then we remembered that tomorrow was Monday.
I want to explain the picture below (also the featured image) because they look less than flattering to the people in them and I call them ‘If Hell Had Happy Hour I’ and ‘II’ because nobody looks to be having a particularly good time, but this is one of those tricks of timing where, in that one split second, everyone looks off. It’s like when you pause a video in the middle of someone talking – that most beautiful or handsome person you wanted to stare at for a while looks like the biggest doof in the world!
I guarantee, everyone was having a wonderful time, they were some of the most pleasant people I’ve ever drank with and I hope to hang with them again someday soon.