Inside the Cavern Club where the Beatles used to play.
This is the Cavern Club at day, which explains why there aren’t so many people inside. We only popped in to check it out at this point, but we returned in the evening and spent our night out there. It was Friday night and Fridays at the Cavern are Beatles days, so various musicians play Beatles music and the occasional request from the audience (such as Oasis—they’re all obsessed with Oasis here—or Leonard Skynard for some reason). There were loads more people when we returned in the evening. Several heavily intoxicated men were dancing in front of the stage, spilling their beer on the floor. A couple of guys approached my friend and I and were surprised to find that I was American. “We thought you were scouse,” one of the guys told me. It took me a minute to remember that “scouse” is what the local Liverpudlians call themselves. I felt a bit honored.
