the world has turned and left me here

Korsakoff

Last night came, at long last, and I went to Korsakoff. Check my review of the place on Amsterdam Hotspots for the gory details.

Got back around 4:00 am. My back was completely exhausted from all the walking/dancing, like it never has been before. Wished Martina was waiting for me with a massage (she's a pro at this since she works in physical therapy).

Don't know why but I woke up with the lyrics to "Without Me" playing in my head. Tim is long gone, I suppose to The Flying Pig, another hostel that's just as cheap and boho but is much more difficult to get into. So long.

Maybe the headlines today will read "Man Who Doesn't Smoke Weed Visits Amsterdam!" Subtitle: "Doesn't smoke weed for a whole day!"