“ Soho. Latin bar „
The current debacle over the nuclear submarine in Gibraltar would be more than it takes for me to steer clear of this dreadful place. A lot of Spanish and Hispanic people end up here only because they are of the understanding that it is Spanish and will be full of other Spaniards. However, most nights Barsolona is filled by English, Asian and East Europeans people trying to act Spanish and dance Flamenco to Techno Carribean rhythms. If this is your idea of fun then by all means try it out. The venue is reached through a small corridor and a flight of stairs down into the cellar. First you walk onto the dance floor and an immediate turn to the right will take you to the bar. Tables skirt all around the two rooms and a further larger table fills the whole of two little caverns where groups can hang. The price of beer in a bottle is astronimical like everywhere else and so is the cost of the Tapas which comes straight out of the freezer and into the Microwave before it hits your plate/table. Its never worth eating food here, a better bet is Cafe Espana down Old Compton Street which is better value and better service. If you put your coat in the cloakroom then be sure to take out all valuables, Ocassionally you are lucky if u get the coat back at all. It has been known for them to dissapear without a trace. Monday - Thursday and Sunday is free entry but on Friday and Saturday you have to pay £4.00 to just get downstairs, followed by jabs in the ribs from bad dancers and to be ripped off at the bar. My advice is STAY AWAY. The real spain exists just where it comes from, not in a dingy london bar where they play music so bad that not even a drunken spanish sailor would lay claim to it.