One day you're out and about and the next day you're staring at a new name. Centauro Bar (Hotel and Bistro), formerly called Carousel Bar, brings back a TON of memories. The name changed awhile back but for a moment, let's take a walk down memory lane....
Flash back to October 19th, 2009 at approximately 9 PM. Sitting outside the international terminal at NAIA in an rental van with a driver, at some point I scurried across the concrete moat to find a familiar face standing there with his luggage trolly. My father, long divorced and bored out of his mind - had just landed for his first night in the Philippines. He was on his way to Russia but stopped off to visit first. (Guess how the story ends?)
After trekking the NLEX, we reached my house around 11:30 PM. I said, "are you up for a drink?" - knowing full well what the answer was, and out we went.
I gave him a little shock value at first, stopping in for drink #1 at Club Atlantis. I still remember that bewildered, glossy look in his eyes when I explained how the evening would go. It was one of those rare Kodak style moments that I'll never forget. "You've got to be kidding me," he said, as if he had just been beamed back to 1971, golden ticket in hand, eagerly awaiting entrance to the Chocolate Factory. We didn't stay long, because the clock was ticking and I had planned to make Carousel the next stop.
My father's eyes, not being nearly 20/20 as when he was a younger man - asked me to help him out. I pulled out my binoculars and got to work. When the dust settled, I woke up the next morning to find him having a cigarette while standing in the garage. I said, "how was your night?" - and he fired back quickly with, "well, it's set....I'm moving out here." Lol. On the ground for 12-hours and his mind was made up. He ended his Russian winter vacation that December to return back to the PI, and hasn't left since. It's always an interesting story to share; ironically, it is usually the other way around - father's invite their sons to the paradise. In this case, I just so happen to have landed on Plymouth Rock first.
Centauro hasn't strayed far from its Carousel roots. Management has stepped up their effort to pay attention to the details - and the customers are being rewarded with a better line-up. A week or so back on Halloween night while I was wandering around in my Super Mario costume, there were a couple of hot doorgirls posted on stools outside. One in a red top caught my eye but those massive contact lenses hard her looking all "manga" too me. Strangely enough, they weren't yipping and grabbing on me as I walked by which was nice change and I stopped to grab a photo.
I have never tried out the hotel upstairs but the food at the bistro next door is usually decent; lots of local expats frequent it, and I see Ralf from Royal Amsterdam Hotel eating there all the time.
Centauro is a class 3 bar (medium size, leaning more towards 3.5). Functionally, Centauro has one of the best stages in town. The environment is fun and there are plenty of cute ones in there right now.
Location: Upper Field's Avenue between Doll House Bar and Club Atlantis - 10-seconds from "The Walking Street" sign...
Bar Space: Class 3 (middle type - not too big, not too small, leaning more towards a class 3.5)
Seating: Approximately 100
Employees: 70-100'ish given the night/30-40 dancer-waitress ratio
Drink Prices: P95/P150/P300 local/LD/DLD
Prime Time: 7-8 onwards, I suggest hitting this one early because of its location it's normally picked over quick.
Overall: 3.5 out of 5 Horsepower
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