I take The Kiwi to see the other side of Amsterdam. It's a far stretch from the tourist bars of the centre, and the clientele tend to be ex-pat nutters, who have woken up several years ago in Amsterdam and decided to stay.
The jam session's can be good fun, and I've joined in a couple of times, but it gets a little repetitive(just like being in a band), so I wouldn't want to go every week. It's probably over a years since I've been though, so I can't complain.
When we arrive, you can barely get in the door. It's a popular Sunday night drinking venue, and the benefit has made it even more so. We have a pint of Guinness outside the pub and wait for my Dutch colleague who was out with us on Friday night.
It's an Irish bar, so the Guinness is pretty good. By the time my colleague arrives, the bar has got busier and the music has got louder, so we head across the road to another bar and have a few drinks there. The local worthies have recently had a lads trip to Glasgow, so they are keen to tell me all about it. They seem to have enjoyed themselves. We generally have a good laugh, and The Kiwi is shocked when a Dutchman buys us a beer(They are famously stingy)
Eventually we head over the road again, and listen to the music for a bit, but we don't stay for long, as it's a school night.
Yet another pub conquered.......
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