She surfaces quickly for a catch of breath, then slips down again to wave and smile in the few seconds she has before needing more air. We push past the crowd and settle into two turquoise seats right at the main bar – prime seating in front of the two windows that look into the pool where a goggled mermaid finally swims by, long hair and colour-coordinated tail floating behind her. Her rendition of Sweet Caroline gets the entire bar singing. We can barely spot her – her tiny stature, combined with the tall bar (and even taller guests) make it nearly impossible – but her voice carries through the bar. Many have gathered around the pleather-padded seating area that encloses Piano Pat Spoonheim and her key-boards. It’s packed with patrons, sipping American beer and blue cocktails. It all looks as if it hasn’t changed since the 1960s. The ceiling is a faux thatched roof pleather banquettes ring the edge of the small establishment filled with fake flowers and Christmas lights, mermaid-inspired plaques and statues. The bored-looking bouncer checks our ID and wraps our wrists in bright yellow bands with Sip & Dip Lounge, Great Falls, MT, written on them. So we booked our hotel online, made a six-hour playlist for the iPod (a key factor for song choice were ones we could belt out as we made the trip) and, passports in hand, headed for the border.Īny expectations I have are challenged as we get out of the taxi at the O’Haire Motor Inn on a rooftop parking lot in front of a non-descript door, surrounded by a handful of smokers. My friend, Kirsten, who flew out from Victoria for an extra long weekend, was game. But somewhere along the way, the idea of seeing the mermaids swim at the Sip n’ Dip took root and was at the back of my mind when I’ve thought about heading stateside for a road trip and cross-border shopping. Mostly, I have associated Great Falls with a Target and being the site of one-time Lethbridge alderman Dar Heatherington’s faked disappearance from the Montana city, which grabbed international headlines. I can’t remember who told me about the mermaids or when. It’s a distinction the bar remains proud of, noting it on its website. But mostly we have come for the Sip n’ Dip Lounge at the O’Haire Motor Inn – a tiki-themed bar where mermaids swim most nights as patrons sip their themed drinks.Īlmost a decade ago, GQ named the Sip n’ Dip it’s top pick for bars worth flying for. We have come to Great Falls partly for a chance to get out of town and do a little shopping. And that moment solidifies the oddness of the trip we’re on. Jesus bought a round of shots as one of the mermaids swam by, her slightly diaphanous tail rippling in the aquamarine water. Until then, here’s a trip I took in the spring. Watch for posts on that soon - I promise. But, wow, what a whirlwind few months: busy summer, wedding in San Francisco (um, not mine, in case you were wondering) and then almost a month traveling through Italy, France and Morocco.
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