At dinner today we went to the Sea Palace restaurant. I’m not sure if it floats or if it is on piles, but it is over a major canal. I thought I was lucky when I sat down and found that the rest of the table consisted of six women. It didn’t work out though. They complained about the men on the tour: There wasn’t enough of them, and several are in couples already. They seemed jealous of the table with the other Contiki tour that was just ending; It seemed to me to consist of drunk college age men.
I felt it was a little rude and insulting with me right there.
There was the canal cruise afterwards. I tried to drink, but I still don’t enjoy it and I don’t feel like it loosens me up. So I started ignoring the party and enjoying the scenery. After it was over I didn’t go to the clubs where the women previously mentioned were going. Instead I went to the sex museum. Interesting displays there. Some of which are moving. For example there was a flasher that actually flashed you.
No free trials though.
I considered going to a club afterwards. I should party in Amsterdam. I was waffling about it while walking down the street. My stomach was acting up a bit which was giving me a strong incentive to go back home. In the end, it was decided by me seeing the tram to the hotel coming up the street. I turned around and ran back to the square where it picks people up.
I have other nights to party. Hopefully with better digestion.