After 3 bottles of Gösser in the room, back in the Dorint bar for my first Zipfer. The little Vietnamese barmaid greeted me “Grüß Gott! Grosses bier?” and the other barmaid laughed. They remember me well! Always the eternal question: why? Why serve peanuts with a spoon? If I actually USED the spoon, and ate my peanuts with the spoon people would look at me like I was a fucking retard, and I am not. I am not. Lots of people eating in the other end of the restaurant; maybe part of a conference event. Gorgeous Mongolian-looking barmaid/waitress serving them, wish she would stay behind the bar! I will speak more about Mongolians presently.
This is ridiculous. 830 in the morning, and I’m starting on my first beer. By the time O’Reilly’s opens at 11 I’ll already be half-slaughtered. Anyway, if I get drunk quick, I will be back in bed early afternoon, sleep, then up and it will still be quite early evening—time to go out again to 5th and Empire. 950 and on my 4th beer already. So again I slept through Sunday and missed the “Spectacle Live” at Cine Paris. What did I do Sunday? After several beers here in the hotel, had one in Café Jimmy and two more in Diamant—the street scene was as poor as you would expect on a Sunday lunchtime. To an empty Fifth Avenue for one more; to Brussels Grill for a lovely steak, back to Cine Paris around 4 but with no sign of “spectacle live”, to Domino’s Pizza, back to bed, sleep. Woke around 9 and forced myself out to Cine Paris to see if I could catch the “spectacle live” but it had obviously already finished. I just came back to hotel and went back to sleep; till 6am this morning. 5th beer.
My first beer in the Max Hotel—the machine took my 2 euros and gave me no beer, though the manager quickly got the beer for me. 6pm, the light just starting to fail. The Eurolines coach was going to Amsterdam—if I’d known that I’d not have taken it; absolutely packed; only about 5% of the people getting off at Brussels. Still, so excited was I to be travelling again it felt quite painless; a nice blonde lady next to me; no trouble. 24 hours since I last ate a proper meal. I will wait till I’m on the way back to the hotel later. Saturday night in Brussels; might as well check out Cine Paris on the way back from Fifth Avenue—they don’t close till after 10, and I cannot believe I will be in 5th for long. And going in Cine Paris will kill time and delay my arrival in Empire—yes, still ending up in Empire for my “nightcap”, however much I decry a “topless only” strip club where small beers are 10 euros each. But most of all I just want to relax, and to drink & drink & drink, and eat & eat & eat. Anything else I will take as an unexpected bonus.
The second beer went down quickly; I’m on to the 33cl cans now. That first 50cl can from the shop took forever; but the big cans are 1,50 in the shop and the small cans are 2 euros in the Max vending machine. Intime opens at 9pm, as do the Rue de Livourne places, but Reves doesn’t open till 11pm! Not a big fan of walking the streets of Brussels that late at night; I am really not a late night person anymore. I prefer to go places in the afternoon these days. Although I suppose I could stay in Cine Paris till it closes at 11pm, and then start my long walk from there. 1149am.