There’s this completely unreal franchise in Cape Town called cool runnings. Its a Jamaican themed cocktail bar / restaurant that manages to attract the most delightful sort of people. The one I went to tonight for a friends 23rd is located in an area called Observatory which also has a habit of attracting the interesting sort.

Besides from the usual crowed of Rastas which inhabit the joint there was an amazing guy who had the left side of his oily black hair hanging halfway down his face and the right side about half way down his ear. There was a short stout woman with her hair dyed that colour red that looks brown except for the frizzy bits which look startlingly red. There were people with weird undercuts and overall the place looked like it was having a strange hairstyle contest

One of the things that I absolutely love about the place, and all other bars, is the smoky noisy atmosphere where every is checking you out if they’re not to drunk to see. You can feel your lungs undergoing neoplasia while you struggle to hear what the person next to you is saying.

I plan to return to cool runnings as far from now as possible