Ready for coffee

There are still 4 minutes remaining before the former Pink Floyd, currently the Dampkring, that is on our corner opens, and we all need coffee desperately.

It's pouring today, it started last night around dinner - which was fabulous by the way. We ate way too much, and finally got a begrudging smile out of our waitress after 2 hours. We tried for a walkabout, but ended up hitting our original Bulldog (looks like an English pub, nice leather bankettes and dark wood; they also happened to have the best cappucino's we ordered yet). Then back to a well stocked apartment for an ''eets-fest'.

On the agenda today, more walking in the rain, looking for Oranjeboom and Jupiler on tap, perhaps the Museum, and whatever else presents itself.

Highlights thus far: MSG poisoning at the Golden Chopsticks, visiting our favorite Rokerij, trying to imagine Filthy in this apartment, NOT falling down the stairs, buying too much chocolate at Puccini, formulating a hassock liberation strategy, successfully engaging in commerce - Kel-e 1st!, seeing Holly Johnson at the shoe store, but alas no new winners, having HJ recognize my Hup Holland shoes he sold me... being here. Rain or not, it is still a blast.

The apartment we have is in the Joordan which is a little bit more grown-up neighborhood. It still has coffeeshops, bars and weird shops, but in a calmer setting, with many more locals. I'm trying a word of Dutch here or there, but it's useless.

Well, it's 9 now, so coffee is served and we have miles to go!