And then there was Oly ....

Every city has its landmarks - architectural, cultural, gastronomical and 'others'. Trying to classify Olympia Pub [yes, that is what it's actually called, as I got to know last week!!] into any of these pigeon-holes is near-impossible. Oly is famous for its beef steak, cheap booze and as one of my friends would put it, its 'rodent population'. But somehow, none of these things define Oly.

To me, what defines Oly are the people ... any evening, you will find an eclectic mix of individuals occupying the time-tested black leather sofas ... from students to executives; from foreign tourists to filmmakers .... they'll all be there. I have seen (and been part of) friendships struck up at adjacent tables the way only a lethal 'Oly-alcohol' cocktail can conjure. To me, this defines Oly. It is a place which knows very few inhibitions. It is a place I shall miss very very much.

PS: In a way only a video can, this describes an evening at Oly quite well methinks:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IQztfIOMJIA [Cultural exchange taken to a whole new level ;)]