This is one of those ‘you know you’re in (blank) when you’re drinking a (blank)’ posts.
You know you’re in Canada when you’re drinking a Caesar, a delectable combination of clam juice, tomato juice, vodka and various condiments. (6 Mile Pub, a historic stagecoach inn in Victoria, BC)
You know you’re in Thailand when you have no idea what you’re drinking but it tastes good! (Bangkok’s Weekend Chatuchak Market)
You know you’re in Mexico when they make alcohol out of cactus. (Think tequila, pulque and mezcal)
You know you’re in Vietnam when your iced coffee comes in a contraption like this. (A hammock café on the way to the Mekong)
You know you’re in Belgium when every different type of beer you drink comes in a different type of glass, and every beer you drink is delicious! (Way too much beer selection for only one link – instead try my Belgium link page if you’re interested in Belgian beer)
You know you’re in Ireland when you see Guinness everywhere. (The ‘White Room’ in the Guinness Storehouse at St. James’s Gate Brewery in Dublin)
You know you’re in India when everyone offers you a cup of reviving chai. (How to make chai from our cooking class in Udaipur)
You know you’re in Holland when you’re drinking beer in a Brown Café. (Café Chris, a historic pub in Amsterdam)
You know you’re in Spain when masses of free food comes with your ice cold beer. (Pintxos, a bar snack elevated to the highest form in Bilbao)
More of Jennifer Nichole Wells’ One Word Challenge: Drink.
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I had no idea I live in Belgium, but if you say so…
It made it very easy to photograph and identify the beer we were drinking based on the glass – it was much harder in Holland, where they only did this once in awhile, and other places where they put where they put all the beer in the same glasses – this doesn’t make much of a photo!
although re-reading it I have reworded it to read ‘every type of beer you drink comes in a different type of glass’. Is this better?
I didn’t mean to edit you, of course you can write whatever you like. It’s just typical of all European countries and their pubs, so I wondered what struck you as so unusual. 😉 It reminded me of the song “Tuesday – It Must Be Belgium”. 🙂
This never happens in Canada or the US, and not at all in Spain or Portugal, and only occasionally in the British Isles or other places I’ve been…
Why am I not surprised? I’ve never been outside Europe. 🙂
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