amsterdam – day five – part two
I remember vodka. Lots and lots of vodka.
It’s 11am and I’m on a train headed to Leiden. Pretty good considering I just got home to my hostel at 7am…Just in time to see a man leaving the red window across the street and just in time to see the lights on the canals go back off.
Last night I met up with Joe to go to Ultimate Party Amsterdam. It’s a pub crawl and for 20 euro you get admission to six bars a drink at each and way too much vodka in the first half hour (poured straight down your throat by the really cute Aussie guide). Seriously, after a jager shot with another Aussie girl I probably had about 8 or 9 or 20 shots of vodka. Did I mention that was at the first bar? And just in the first half hour? And that end of that first half hour at that first bar I was pretty much completely wasted.
me and joe
You know what I learned? It’s pretty easy to go up to a table full of guys and start talking. I also may have learned that Val makes really bad decisions while drunk. But anyways…
So the pub crawl was tons of fun…even if I don’t remember much of it…I think Joe confessed his attraction for me…and then later told me his friend liked me…but…yeah…at that point I was already making out with a Canadian…
Seriously, next time I decide to go to Europe I’m just going to Canada because that’s all I meet.
Anyways…there was a stripper pole at some point…and a bartender that spouted fire…and…more alcohol…
And did I mention this Canadian was tall? Like 6’7″ tall? And that he was 22? And that he kept telling me that I had beautiful eyes? And that we may have left together? I did mention that I got home at 7. And I did mention that Val makes really stupid decisions when drunk. But whatever. Life experience.
I may feel sick.
I kind of looked dude up on facebook.
It may have said such and such high school class of ’07.
I don’t think that makes him 22…
I may feel sick.