It has removed every single thing that produces a bad review, and it did not do so on purpose
The Camden Pub Crawl holds a 4.0 from fifty-two people.
It is not a pub. It is not a bar. It is a ticketed tour.
And it is the third one in this survey.
The three
Banana Pub Crawl, in Soho: a 4.8 from two hundred and nineteen people.
The Original Shoreditch Pub Crawl: a 4.8 from two hundred and eighteen people.
And this, at 4.0 from fifty-two – which is the dead zone, and which we will not build on.
What the format removes
Every single thing that produces a bad review.
There is no door policy, because you have a ticket.
There is no queue, because you are expected.
There is no decision about where to go, because it has been made for you.
There is no awkwardness about who to talk to, because everybody is in the same position and none of them knows anybody.
And nobody is going to make you feel stupid for ordering wrongly, because a guide is doing the ordering.
Which is the whole survey
Seven postcodes. Seven hundred and forty-five articles.
We have established, repeatedly and without exception, that ratings are almost never destroyed by what is in the glass.
They are destroyed in the ninety seconds before it arrives – by the wait, by the door, by the charge nobody mentioned, by the moment somebody was not looked at.
And a pub crawl has abolished all of it, structurally, by design – and it did not do so deliberately. It simply happens to be a format in which none of those failure modes can occur.
And it is the deciding problem again
Which we found at the escape room and at the tasting menu.
What people are buying is not the thing. It is the removal of the burden of deciding.
Somebody else chose the pubs. Somebody else booked the time. Somebody else is doing the organising – and the eleven-person group chat where everybody agrees and nobody names a date is the same problem, unsolved.
The uncomfortable conclusion
That a group of tourists being led around Camden by a guide is having, by their own account, a better night than a great many people in the serious cocktail bars.
And they are not wrong. That is what the numbers say, and the numbers have not lied to us once in seven hundred and forty-five articles.
The Prat resisted this for a very long time and can resist it no longer.
Verdict
Fifty-two reviews. Not a rating.
Go, and be slightly annoyed about how much you enjoy it.
The guide
Who is doing the actual work and who nobody thinks about.
They are, in effect, a professional host – the person who makes sure that forty strangers who have never met are talking to each other by the second pub.
Which is a genuinely difficult skill and it is very badly paid.
And it is the same skill we have identified as the single most reliable predictor in this entire survey: whether somebody in that room made an impression on you as a person.
The pub crawl has simply hired one, and put them in charge, and made it their entire job.
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