Our London adventure was wrapping up with one of the most surreal events we could ever imagine.   Living in the Bible Belt, we’re used to some pretty rigid alcohol laws…which just causes a line out the door of every liquor store and brunch spot at 12:25pm each Sunday to let the mimosas flow.  Our friends across the pond just laugh at the idea of regulation and toast our naive ways with another pint.   And even with that drastic difference in mind, we were completely not prepared for what was in store for us.

We planned to meet up with my cousin who lives in England for a tame night-a few drinks, some Thai food, home before the Tube stops running to pretend we’re responsible adults…and then we heard about Alcoholic Architecture.  

It is a pop up bar in an old monastery with crafted cocktails based on brews and liqueur that the monks once brewed…but that wasn’t the main event.  The insane geniuses behind this bar concept had first figured out how to vaporize Gin and Tonic…and then send it back into the bar with 145% humidity so you were quite literally drinking in a haze of G&T.  A haze so thick we couldn’t see the walls or each other in front of our faces.  

It was ridiculous.   You are only allowed inside for one hour and told to breathe normally because the more you inhale the more you “drink”…Yup, the G&T was fully power and seeping into our blood stream from the mist…and apparently into our eyeballs (weird!)  Can you imagine something like this EVER being allowed in the States?