Spiked You may think drink spiking is something that happens only in dodgy nightclubs.
A popular dive bar, which we can’t name for legal reasons, is unofficially party central for students of Stellenbosch University. It sticks out like a (grimy) sore thumb against the historically conservative culture of the town. And yet it’s sought out by revellers who have heard the legendary party stories and are lured by the promise of a good time.
During the day, the bar’s nondescript exterior is masked by the town’s iconic oak trees; students sit at the outside tables sipping beers and eating pizzas between classes. Inside, the poor lighting hides the worn leather booths, while renderings of scowling military men on the walls watch over the patrons on busy weekends and Wednesday evenings (nicknamed or Little Saturday). The pulsing electronic music and cheap alcohol attracts a diverse crowd, from shoeless bohos and young professionals to droves of glassy-eyed students – including the offspring
