And they have some seriously, extremely hot ladies as well.
I’m not shure of hot german ladies. Just the average kind.
And they have some seriously, extremely hot ladies as well.
Yes... I'm sure it was a paradise... If you don't think so we have people who would like to talk to you, Comrade. I mean if we have the ability to time travel how about mid century London?Habana in the 80's must have been paradise!!
Yes... I'm sure it was a paradise... If you don't think so we have people who would like to talk to you, Comrade. I mean if we have the ability to time travel how about mid century London
Yeah, just ask the Cuban refugees what a paradise it was.Habana in the 80's must have been paradise!!
Give me a hint please, where are those bars located? I don’t know any public bar, where you can smoke inside over here.
I’m not sure which bars you frequent in Germany, where I go, the fraüleins are smoking hot! Just like my pipe. LolI’m not shure of hot german ladies. Just the average kind.
The availability of tobacco in Cuba, at least today, can be tricky. Most of the tobacco offered to tourists is counterfeit.Okay, boys, all I was doing was referring to the availability of tobacco in Havana not referring to their political system.
Just a small biographical note, I lived in Key West in the late 50's and got to watch a number of people get shot to death by firing squads on the evening news. Good viewing for a 12-year-old boy.
Man that looks like it’s be a blast! I’ve never been abroad anywhere very pipe-centric at all.A third of the tin selection that was in this great pipe shop found in Munich. My trip to Munich last year highlighted how great German tobacconists are and their passion for the pipe. The best city in the world I have visited so far for a pipe lover!
I’m in Kentucky. What shops in Louisville are you referring to? In Lexington we have Schwabs Pipes & Tobaccos and Jake’s Cigar Bar. Although a bourbon and cigar establishment, Jake’s allows pipe smoking.Id wager there are at least a handful of metropolitan cities in the SouthEast US that are amenable.
There are several shops/lounges in the Louisville/Southern Indiana area that have wonderful selections of tobacco and pipes (and cigars of course), allow you to smoke in their lounge in comfort, and have good food readily available.
Between Kentucky, Tennessee, the Carolinas, and Mississippi there must be a couple dozen shops of varying size and scope.
I remember reading some statistic from somewhere stating that almost half of Scandinavian men smoke a pipe. With STG being one of the biggest names in tobacco, I assume it would have enough infrastructure to support B&Ms and pipe shops. Probably get fewer funny looks if you're walking down the street and having a smoke.
Actually from "West Side Story" I believe.I'm pretty much a city kid, suburban raised but always near a metropolis. But my guess would be that smaller towns and cities probably have pockets of pipe smokers that make their own community where it's always welcoming to pipe smoking.
Maybe down there near Myrtle Beach, S.C., where smoking pipes.com is located. I think the larger cities have pretty much regulated smoking. Manhattan still has a real pipe shop or two, and Chicago still has Iwan Ries, but in terms of having a welcoming spirit, big cities don't have that for pipe smoking.
The Lake District in UK is probably tolerant of old fellas with their pipes, being the home to the Lakeland blenders. You probably wouldn't be bothered, and you might even be befriended.
It reminds me of the song from "The Sound of Music," titled if I remember correctly, "Somewhere A Place For Us."
Yeah London is amazing for cigars but not so much pipes!Cologne also has several good shops.
You would think London would be on the list of the best. Sorry, it's not on my list. A couple of times when I was there I visited several shops which had large selections of pipes and tobaccos. After looking around for a while I asked if they had any Castellos. In every case, not only did they not have any, which I can understand, but they all acted like they never heard of them. Yeah, right! What a bunch of b.s. that was. I'll finish my rant by thanking my great, great grandfather for leaving that town an immigrating to the United States.