[QUOTE=CaptAndrew;71400]Maybe I missed it or did no-one mention the Black Angus in San Juan. That was the first bar I saw anyone pull out a gun, and then get laid out with a bar stool, or was it a chair? Fun days back in the 80’s.And GOOD looking women.[/QUOTE]
[QUOTE=CaptAndrew;71400]Maybe I missed it or did no-one mention the Black Angus in San Juan. That was the first bar I saw anyone pull out a gun, and then get laid out with a bar stool, or was it a chair? Fun days back in the 80’s.And GOOD looking women.[/QUOTE]
I hadn’t mentioned it. It was less a hangout like the Hawaiian Hut than well, a brothel. I don’t know that I ever spent much more time in the bar other than to have a drink or two at the Angus. There were others in SJ. Most are gone, or at least were the last time I was there. The Seven Seas, the Riviera, Lucy’s, the upstairs one next to the Seven Seas. . . . I believe Colacho’s was the joint on the Condado that was “secret”. Had to enter down a long alleyway and knock on the door. Tiny dance floor and juke box. There was also an other in the basement of a hotel on the Condado; Danny’s or something like that. For a time it was open 24 hours and that was handy when we got in late at night. It was in the basement of a hotel. I remember a Chief Mate that I sailed with met his wife in there - a stewardess on vacation.
Colacho’s was across the street from Pier 9 next to The Three Sisters. The one in Condado down an alley was Danny’s where you had to knock on the door after one in the morning to get in. Good times had by all at all three joints.
That’s right. I got that confused in my old age. That was Danny’s down the alley? The one I am thinking of, you had to knock no matter what time it was. A tiny joint, too. The one under the hotel was fairly large and was certainly more legit than most places I went to in SJ. There was also another joint; Debbie’s maybe? It was over by the Cataño fuel docks.
Small World bar in Old SJ was a good one years ago. The last time I was there in the '90s, it was full of “arteest”. Guanica had a couple of good bars on the square. Crawling distance from the grain dock.
Ran into Las Mares a few times. I think Guayama was the closest town. Ponce had too many bars to name.
Puerto Cabezas, Nicaragua was an interesting port as a kid starting out. Union 76 drilled some exploritory wells late '60s and early '70s. I spent 6 weeks there with some fun times. At the base of the pier was the Pig Pen bar run by “Miss Pete” The main bar (of questionable repute) was the Savoy.
[QUOTE=injunear;71456]Small World bar in Old SJ was a good one years ago. The last time I was there in the '90s, it was full of “arteest”. Guanica had a couple of good bars on the square. Crawling distance from the grain dock.
Ran into Las Mares a few times. I think Guayama was the closest town. Ponce had too many bars to name.[/QUOTE]
The last time I was in SJ, other than changing planes in the airport, was back in the mid 90s when I was still with ABS. I rode a Coastal tanker down to Yabacoa for a close-up survey. Had fun there, but that is the subject of another post/story. My self and the two audio thickness gaugers got to the airport, but had about 6 hours to kill. One was really ready to see the “sights”. We took a cab to Old San Juan, at the time it was my first time back in about 12 years, only to find all of the waterfront joints torn down and replaced. Not surprising, really, since having a working brothel at the foot of the cruise ship pier may not have been the image that the tourist board wanted to live with. I remember back when I would run into the male half of a couple partaking of the local resources while his other half was out shopping. I often wondered how many other “gifts” were discovered in a couple of weeks. . . . .
I spent 6 months as port engineer in Coatzacoalcos in the early '80s. I had to travel from Tuxpan to Ciuadad Del Carmen. There were no bridges, only ferries across the many rivers. Each ferry landing had a bar and resturant with fresh river prawns, cevieche and cold beer…A balanced meal! Frontera was the best. I understand the new bridges have quashed the enjoyment of the trip.
[QUOTE=injunear;71514]I spent 6 months as port engineer in Coatzacoalcos in the early '80s. I had to travel from Tuxpan to Ciuadad Del Carmen. There were no bridges, only ferries across the many rivers. Each ferry landing had a bar and resturant with fresh river prawns, cevieche and cold beer…A balanced meal! Frontera was the best. I understand the new bridges have quashed the enjoyment of the trip.[/QUOTE]
You can still take the coast road, or at least could a couple of years back. Those cevicherias back in among the palm trees have some of the best ceviche that I have ever had. Oh, waterfront dives in Ciudad del Carmen. The Oasis, I believe that it was opened by some Tidewater hands, was a nice joint. Gone now. There was always Playa Dorada on the beack, and Skorpians out by the airport. . . Not that I know of these places, of course.
Stoney’s in Tampa. That was known as Interstates Crew Change Bar for a long time.
Gingers Pup in Staten Island. I remember doing picket Duty at Moran’s Yard back in 88 when I was on strike with Local 333. The Hookers were not getting very much traffic due to all of the Police presence in the area so the started walking the picked line with us. I even remember having one of them buy us a couple of beers because we were out of work. LOL
The Port side and or Starboard Side INN (they changed back and forth several times) in Staten Island just outside of Brewers Dry Dock.
I can not remember the Name of it but it was in Providence R.I. just past the flood gate and it was in an old factor building. I was in there once in the winter and I had a VHF Handheld in my pocket so the boat could get in touch with me if there were any problems as I was the only engineer. Well, I had to use the head and while I was relieving myself the squelch when off. All you could hear was the sound of toilets and sinks running as a lot of white powder got flushed. It was the Eighties after all. LOL
In '86 or so I was running into Chelsea Creek. There was an old shopping center in Revere (I think) that was boarded up. The only place open was a neighborhood bar and restaurant. Lobster and little necks. Great food and great people.
[QUOTE=cmakin;71517]You can still take the coast road, or at least could a couple of years back. Those cevicherias back in among the palm trees have some of the best ceviche that I have ever had. Oh, waterfront dives in Ciudad del Carmen. The Oasis, I believe that it was opened by some Tidewater hands, was a nice joint. Gone now. There was always Playa Dorada on the beack, and Skorpians out by the airport. . . Not that I know of these places, of course.[/QUOTE]
Mr. cmakin…can I calls yah chief? I hope you don mind cause I’m slightly looped writing this…(I really am
chief, you have truly covered the waterfront and I raise my glass to ye. You are obviously a man with such vast experience in this particular subject that even I look upon you with envy at yer knowing accumen. You are sage and inspiration to us all and I drink you you! Hear, hear and rubbah!
Now, if yer’s care to join me, I’d love to buys the first round for a fellow thirsty shipmate…what’ll ya have?
[QUOTE=c.captain;71613]Mr. cmakin…can I calls yah chief? I hope you don mind cause I’m slightly looped writing this…(I really am
chief, you have truly covered the waterfront and I raise my glass to ye. You are obviously a man with such vast experience in this particular subject that even I look upon you with envy at yer knowing accumen. You are sage and inspiration to us all and I drink you you! Hear, hear and rubbah!
Now, if yer’s care to join me, I’d love to buys the first round for a fellow thirsty shipmate…what’ll ya have?[/QUOTE]
Well, since I’m not driving, let’s make it a bourbon and water. We will work our way over to the rum. I have to have SOME knowledge about SOMETHING afterall, right?
In all seriousness, I felt that this would be a pleasant diversion among all of the other threads that can become less than amicable at times. It has wakened brain cells that I thought were long dead. We have certainly had our differences on the board, but I tip my glass to ya, Capt. Sometimes there is more to being a good shipmate than showing up 15 minutes before your watch starts. Sharing local knowledge is just as important. . . .
Hmm. I am starting to recall something about some joints in Bremerhaven and Rotterdam. . . .
Someone had asked about this thread when remembering (fondly) some joints in San Juan. Figured I would revive it, and add another dive that I have been known to haunt. This one catered more to the semi local offshore crowd, and was a little joint on Highway 90 in Raceland. The Queen Bee. I haven’t been in there for a few years, but it used to be very interesting. I always made sure I had somewhere else to be whenever I dropped in, for fear of where I might end up. Certainly some friendly locals, the kind that got more attractive as the liquor was consumed. Drove past it last week and saw that it was for rent. . . . Was not unusual to run across a few hands drinking their way home. . . .
I’m thinking of the nights the tanker I worked would dock at NORCO, I would walk on the levee for about four miles in the heat, humidity, and bugs (ah - the first cold beer was worth the walk) to imbibe at a fun bucket-of blood joint. I just walked there in Google Earth, found the building but it’s not being used today. Merchant Seamen, we are a breed.
Talk about Norco, how about those joints a block or two from NORCO’s Gate House (where the guard would keep your MMC before you could leave). Those joints made the walk down the levee worth while.