DOH, pressed the wrong button.
I needed my flashlight on the phone to be able to read the menu. Knutr had spare ribs, me a chilli con carne. The EP had had it's pictures of Churchill and some medals on the wall, RMG's had a fireplace that was once in a house owned by John Lennon, no less. Having eaten and watered, we moved on to bar/pub number 3 of the 'pub crawl', the Scottish pub. About as popular as the EP, we were the only people inside I think, though there was a group of about 12 english blokes outside on the pavement. I'd ordered a Grimbergen, which ran out just short of a full glass. Off went the guy to change the barrel. We sat waiting at the bar. When the barman came back he topped up the glass and handed it over. Knutr took him to task, telling him he couldn't serve from 2 different barrels. Relunctantly the guy poured a fresh glass. I would probably have just taken it without question, but thanks to Knutr for taking a stand.
Once that was finished it was back to the hotel, past the Tivoli Gardens, which is basically a big amusement park, slap bang in the centre of the city. There were a few screams from some of the rides.
The evening had dried up nicely and tomorrow is looking to be dry and sunny once more. We'll end the day back in th euro zone, in Germany, where the beers should be much cheaper!
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