Bucking the trend by only opening for dinner, Sports Bar does the usual pasta and pizza suspects with occasional curries and some excellent Botswana-bred steaks, ribs and honey-marinated chicken. You’ll need a taxi (P60 from the city centre) or your own wheels to get here.
When the kitchen closes, the place morphs into an expat-filled bar with music you can dance to on Fridays and Saturdays, and sport on the big screen other nights.
