My favorite bars are ones I can't remember the names of. This thread brought back memories (well, sort of) of my first visit to Cozumel, which was partly diving but mostly just hanging out. I hadn't been there more than a couple of days before I met some locals who took this gringo who thinks he can speak Spanish out with them for a night on the town. We visited several places, none of which I can remember. In the middle of our pub crawl we stopped by some stands for some snacks. By the time we got to a bar with ladies of questionable character, I wasn't coherent enough to chat them up. Great memories ... or not!