So let me start to record my thoughts and impressions, for my readers; for my hundreds of FOLLOWERS. So I got through just 40 euros on my first day (evening) in Brussels (60 euros if you count the 20 euros the taxi cost me, with a generous tip). I don’t know if it was arriving late—in my hotel at 640pm—but I felt completely sexless. Not in the mood for anything. After a couple of beers in the hotel I went straight to a very quiet Fifth Avenue and the girls were pretty rubbish; but I said this on my last visit, on the first night, but then Inna walked in and brought the place (and me) to life; unfortunately this time Inna never walked in so after 2 beers I left. It occurred to me it is quite useful to rate Fifth Avenue by how many beers I stay there for: this time therefore I would rate it as just a very poor 2/10.