Last night

De nagel. A place on a dark corner with trophies all over. Apparently you could take them if you wanted, but the bartender from Limburg, people called him Sabri, turned out to be very attached to a certain trophy, third place position, which was precisely the trophy one of our friends had set his eyes on. There were also cartoons with sexual undertones, no rather, with overt sexual content spread across the walls. In the corner there was a shrine with candles. It seemed to be honoring nudists.
After that we went to Pollux, a bar near the water, with a Moby Dick movie poster next to various family photos and a taxidermy dear head. The couches were covered in flower motif textiles and there was a big jukebox with classics. We listed to Danny de Munk over and over again until even our American friend knew the words. The bar tender fed us pretzel sticks.
The boyfriend of a friend was playing some sort of game with his friends where he but his foot in their crotch, and they put their feet in his. We didn't quite understand the humor of it, or if it was intended as a joke at all. The girlfriend told us to ignore. We did. We went on singing along with Danny de Munk.
When this place closed, we went to a place called San Fransisco, which was dark and smelly and had a doorbell. There were tourists and men with beards. Then Sabri, or king of the night as someone called him, who had come with us and at this time had started smelling unbearably, brought us back to de Nagel. He went in and out of the bathroom, each time his eyes a little wider than before. It explained the smell. We had more beers and sat around a table with a candle. The cigarettes had all gone and a discussion ensued about what store would still be open at 5 am. In the meantime we ate wasabi peanuts. This discussion lasted about half an hour until the bartender so called 'sacrificed' himself by ordering drugs from a drugdealer and asking him to bring some cigarettes. People started to kiss him in order to show their gratitude which seemed like an excellent time to leave.
I drank multiple glasses when I got home but it didn't help much. I woke up with a vague taste of wasabi, beer and pretzels in the back of my mouth.