Or: we toured Alice Springs' only nightclubs.
Using internet ratings as a guide, we set out for a wild night in bad places.
If you like beer in plastic cups—Darwin.
Using internet ratings as a guide, we set out to drink a lot of Mother on tap.
You had pokies to the left, cricket at the centre and "Summer of 69" all over.
London's decent nightlife is dying, but there are still plenty of shit clubs out there. Could they be the city's salvation?
With a bunch of reviews from Google Maps, I set out to defend the worst spots in town.
Why do people criticise the Goldy? We went to find out, armed with a list of reviews by anonymous internet whingers.