Gold Old Clermont

Saturday afternoon ATL strip club stop number three: stopped at the Clermont last to have a beer and say hello after hitting Follies and Pink Pony first.

The bartender always treats me like a long list friend even though I have not been here often enough to be remembered. She always tells me she thinks I am hot, which is okay coming from a 65-70 year old lady.

Anyway, it was a slow afternoon with a couple of ancient dancers sitting around instead of dancing. I drank a couple of really cheap PBR’s and decided to leave.

This is the classic dive everyone wants to visit in ATL, but I came here just to unwind after visiting other two places first. The Clermont has to be seen, but don’t go with standard strip Club expectations.