We took the canal tour, getting off at the Van Gough museum, which is hidden behind the Rembrandt museum. For some reason, the Rembrandt museum is larger, more beautiful and more famous than the Van Gough museum, even though we know Rembrandt was a hack, and Van Gough was a tortured genius.
Wandered the “Red Light District” looking for absinth, space cakes, and live music but found nothing. But we did find plenty of nearly nude women in the windows who wanted to talk with me. Lots of walking and trying to find a place called “The Watering Hole” formerly known as “The Last Watering Hole” which apparently had live hard rock and metal music. Back and forth across town and we never did find it.
We did find a drunk guy named Nicalous cleaning up his store. Nicalous really only wanted us to come get drunk with him, instead of giving Christina a bandage. We did finally land at a nice English pub where a Batman and at least 8 Robins were swilling beer. One Robin talked my ear off, then Christina spilled her beer on me. We stumbled home and crashed in the Picasso room.