Dude

There are a few things I forgot to mention about my fabu trip over. First off, I got lucky to have a row of four seats to myself so I totally got to stretch out. The food was good, though they ran out of vegetarian food by the time they got to me. Oh well. AND I got a FREE beer with my dinner. Awesome.

FYI: I'm running on like 3 brain cells. Last night was fun.

Anyway - so after we posted last night we went to the Square and walked around, saw a lot of cool shops including a place that sells mushroom growing kits.

Then we found a pizza place for Amy (I was still full from my fries earlier). After that we walked around trying to find a nice bar. Instead we found a Pirate bar!!! Dude - that place was so packed it wasn't even funny. We were just going to stay for two drinks but the bartenders started feeding us shots and before I knew it, I was playing a Dutch game called "Answer Before I Ask". Apparently the rules of this game are simple: I answer "yes" or "no" to the question "Are you going to do this". And if I say "yes" then I have to do whatever the bartender deems "this" is. In my case, "this" was eating a whip cream and alcohol covered banana. Not so bad, eh? So the timid Amy steps up and thinks "okay, I can do this" but for Amy, "this" was a whip cream and alcohol covered 18" dong. Seriously, I have pics (which apparently aren't uploading correctly, don't know what the issue is, the error msg is in Dutch). So after that the night was crazy. More shots, more drinks. I think we only paid for 2 of them. When the bar got too crowded we looked for another bar, ended up at the Surprise Bar, but that was even more jam packed than the other bar. So we sat outside and I chatted up anyone who cared to listen. At that point Amy knew it was time to go, so she suggested we get a move on. It was pouring rain out though so we got drenched on the way home. And I mean soaking wet. We looked like drown rats when we stumbled into the hotel at 3 am. Good times, good times.

We are on our way now to the Van Gogh museum, another museum, and the Heineken Brewery to get "pissed", which is apparently slang for getting drunk, not upset. But speaking of pissed off, it costs 50 cents to pee here! That's right, we had to pay each time we used the bathroom. Silly Europeans. WTF.

Okay, I'm going to try to post a pic one more time.

Damn - not working. We'll have to post pics later.