Elbow Room / Bristol

Elbow Room is slap-bang in the middle of Park Street. I can guarantee you'll end up here at some point on your crawl to your last bar or club. It has VERY average prices with a VERY average selection of your usual lagers and ciders. Unless you get a chance to jump on one of the 2 pool tables before the slurring fat bastards piss their drink all over the table, this is one where you'll want a quick double vodka/jagerbomb and on to the next one. Despite the name, theres no place for elbows unless you get a booth, particularly with the egos I've come across in there. There is a dancefloor if you feel brave enough to go up the stairs, or brought the rest of your sixth form social. Not one of may faves, sorry Elbow Room.

3/10