It has already been a week since there were elections in the country, where the government people won again and every time people are upset, sad, but nothing can be done, because they had the power of everything and you had to avoid any discussion with those people, because everything bothers them. With their new government regime, they changed laws and one of the ones that most affected the community and even me was that they banned coffee, nobody could believe that, riots, wars, but nothing that changed their minds, no doubt we had to look for other ways to enjoy a coffee, otherwise I was going to go crazy without my daily dose of caffeine.
I remembered a story that my grandfather told me, that in his time there were places where they sold illegal drinks, clandestine bars, so it was time to go out in search of one, I had to go out very carefully and that the government authorities who were watching the streets would not notice. I took a cab and it took me to a dirty alley, garbage in the surroundings, but in one of the doors I noticed a wooden sign, the letters are blurred, however, I noticed how many people were going in and out of there. When I arrived they did not let me pass because they thought I was a government spy, so they voted me out of there, without having explained my opinion.
I went two blocks further up and again took one of those dead ends, it was certainly darker, dirtier, and I noticed a strong man with a leather jacket, I was a little scared, however, I explained to him that I wanted coffee, he was surprised to hear the word coffee, however, he handed me a ticket with a code word, I thought about throwing it away, but I kept it. He gave me an address, and took me to an old brick house, when I got there I had to go down to a basement, I felt lost, but I was not going to give up until I had that cup of coffee.
I had to give my phone to the security and I opened the door of the basement, I felt a smell of coffee that almost made me faint, it was the happiest moment of my life, since I had two weeks without smelling coffee, I don't know how there were so many people, if the place was small, but the distribution was perfect, tables, chairs, some coffee pots, however, to keep the secret I had to give the ticket and they already knew I was coming for a coffee.
I sat in a corner alone, waiting for my coffee, I noticed with many people coming in and out of that place, groups of people gathered, everyone hated the government for having done that madness of eliminating the coffee and now we have to risk our lives coming to these places, since one does not know who was a spy, no doubt my legs hurt from walking so much to get here, that coffee they served me I enjoyed it to the fullest and every sip was amazing.
You could only order one coffee per person, so that many people could enjoy a drink of that beverage, I approached the bar, as I noticed a classmate, which offered him a job, since he was thrown out of his previous job because of the government, he had several titles of barista, no doubt he had no choice. We talked for a while, before they closed the place, he told me that they had to sell everything and grow coffee in another hidden basement, so they could sell coffee, I did not want to go into details, but I was surprised by everything they have to do to continue offering forbidden coffee. To leave we have to take another road, which takes us to the center of the city, so that the address of the place is not known.
During the week, I tried to go twice, so I could control my coffee craving, however, the last time I went, it was full of soldiers, with guns and had my friend and the owner, tied up. When I saw that I got scared and ran away, I never went back to that place again, where I tried to communicate with my friend and the only thing he told me was that they were ratted out and in a matter of seconds they were caught by the government. My spirits went down, we had to march, protest, but the government did nothing and my body needed coffee.
I made a decision, I packed my backpack and went to walk around the city looking for a clandestine bar and without realizing it, the city was full of this kind of places where each one had its own strategy and plans so that the government would not find them. In a long time I tried different types of coffee and now my adventure of looking for a speakeasy is just beginning, since coffee can never be missing in my life.
