Two starving Anglophiles searching for something to eat "go to the restaurant next door" they cry at the Hotel, we enter music pounding eardrums bursting, were seated and given menus, heres the rub we can't see no lights just tealight candles on the tables, menu in very small type can't read see or hear stage exit front door and to micky d's bright lights no music and food you can identify
Bliss