The first bar I visited in AC was Gecko – I can’t remember what year it was but I was a late arrival to Fields Ave and certainly didn’t experience it in the 70’s or 80’s like so many of my expat friends keep going on about ad-nauseam.
The alcohol and sex fuelled ramblings of an semi-sane, sometimes forgetful, permanent tourist.
The first bar I visited in AC was Gecko – I can’t remember what year it was but I was a late arrival to Fields Ave and certainly didn’t experience it in the 70’s or 80’s like so many of my expat friends keep going on about ad-nauseam.