Monday, June 25, 2007

A-Dam

day 2 in Amsterdam = day 1 of recovering.
we took the red light district by storm, walking almost all of it.
then we entered the "Moulin Rouge" live sex club...
the first 20 mins went by with little fan fare, strange show with
huge lady bringing dudes on stage with a big ending involving a banana.
then a regular strip show
then the live sex show
not going to change your life, but worth the visit. the real excitement that night was the people in the club with us. after 20 mins mike and i moved to the bar area closer to the stage
the whole place was VERY small and we had to squeeze by this loud
group of ladies all in their 40's who were very drunk, and very Irish.
they saw us coming and began the hooting and chattering, and as we
tried to squeeze by (me in the lead) we were, how should i say, fondled.
and not just by one. picture a long bar with stools, and a wall very close behind the stools, we
were trying to get past behind them and they almost all leaned back, and started gropping.
they claimed they were the 7 Irish Virgins, and when we mercifuly got past the
chatter didn't stop. Mike and I now know what it is like to be a woman walking by a contruction site. as it turned out they were a blast to talk with as we watched the show.

We realize after about 2 hours that the show just keeps repeating the same 4 acts, and we were about to leave. then a college rugby team walked in. about 30 of them all in their jerseys. they packed in the entire area behind the bar and more. we were packed in tight, and the fun began again. by this time the vodkabulls began taking effect on me and i started to poke some fun at the rugby team, some nonsense about american football, and real men don't run around in shorts and kick the ball when someone's coming... i decided this was a poor corse of action for two reasons
1. they were all very cool to talk to and good houmored
2. there were 30 of them
these guys were great to talk to, and we talked for at least an hour straight, only interupted by the entire team breaking out in a team chant, or the stripper pulling an impressive move involving 30 feet of string and no hands. after my 10th vodkabull and 3rd time seeing the show revolve we spilled out into the night only to be hammered by rain and cold as we headed back to our hotel.

a night to remember

1 comment:

Unknown said...

Now I know you're getting old if it suddenly requires alcohol of any kind to ridicule people in public :) Vodkabulls are indeed nice and smooth, though. I actually prefer Jagermeister & Red Bull. Just don't mix Long Islands, Guinness, and Sake together. I was in rare form from that. If you haven't tried it already, since it's still banned in the US, get your hands on some decent strength (Thujone concentration) Absinthe.