
Amsterdam Bar Crawl (Day Five, Part Two)
On the fifth day of my week-long Amsterdam vacation, I went to FOAM, bloemenmarkt, and Pancake Bakery… and then at night I went on an Amsterdam bar crawl…
I remember vodka. Lots and lots of vodka.
It’s 11am and I’m on a train headed to Leiden to see the flowers at Keukenhof. 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 (who I met the other night to take photos of Amsterdam at night) to go to Ultimate Party Amsterdam.
It’s an Amsterdam bar 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.
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.
val
May 22, 2008at10:36 amJeff! That’s not nice 🙁
Chris
May 22, 2008at11:01 amVal gone wild!
o_O
Don’t worry, what happens in Europe, stays in Europe. (:
val
May 22, 2008at12:05 pmyeah…until you blog all about it… 🙂
Lindsay
May 22, 2008at2:08 pmYou don’t have to go to Europe to have that kind of good time… you know where we live.
I think we should get you really stoned next time you come down, too. You know, in the safety of your friends’ company. So you’re sure you feel it.
Sid
May 22, 2008at2:48 pmLindsay, I wonder if I should try that out and break off the vicodin and such after surgery…