I was coerced into going to yet another drinking spot with the expats this time the Apapa boat club. Here members have their deep sea fishing vessels moored, drink themselves into a coma and then take one of the ubiquitous nightriders home.
Mind you the bar and restaurant is quite nice, reminiscent of Durbans Yacht club pub and restaurant, sort of a journey back in time. The couple that run it, Germans, have lived here for 28 years and have become truly strange-SHE can't stop monologueging (?) about all manner of weird stuff but looks great for her mid 70's. Must be something here that keeps them fit-she downed 6 Heinekens in the same time that I had 1 G&T...
One of the members accidentally killed a baby Marlin, see picture, as it was too injured to be put back into the sea. I was told the fisherman was devasted. The biggest Marlin ever caught here was 350 kg's of fighting fish-3 time the length of your average human being.
Not a place to go back to for me, although the Pizza is good.
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