Ever since I started University I see myself indulging in various things that wasnt really me before. I guess its all about ”Living Only Once”. Yesterday evening I along with few friends in tow visited Ice Bar in London which is just off Regent Street. Now this is not just any bar, after paying £16 per person for the entry fee which came with a complimentary cocktail we waited for our time slot to be let into the bar which is -5 degrees. Now dont ask me why we went to the Ice Bar when London is already in freezing conditions. The ice slabs have apparently been imported from Sweden and the foreign lady warned us if we break anything including the ice-glass then we would get fined. The session lasts 45 minutes but it only took 7 minutes for us to start wondering around aimlessly and start playing antakshari.
The song of the moment was ”Pan Ko Paat” and we even did a medley of Jingle Bells to kick the Christmas spirit in. After few minutes of that we hugged the ice, dared each other to lick the ice table – just imagine how many people have touched them. Urgh, but hey I did it. If your wallets quiet thick and you want to experience something else then go ahead and visit the Ice Bar or else give it a miss for now.
PS. You will get a very hideous looking poncho type of jacket with attached gloves for your session.