Anyway, some pics...
Wine of the Moth. Hehehehe.
This is the third and so far best duck I've had down here. I'm eating my way through Duckburg.
These little
I was too afraid of the answer to ask what this was.
You'll never walk alone. Liverpool forever.
There are tons of restaurants with connections to other parts of the world. We ate at a "French" brasserie, but this one had a Swiss flag outside (it's the second Swiss restaurant I've seen down here). There's also "Old Germany" (complete with Wehrmacht uniforms and a gas chamber).
There are lots of Scandinavians down here, and various eating and drinking places have sprung up to cater to their tastes. You can hear fuckin' Swedish all the time on the streets. Ugh.
Can't argue with this guy's advertising. Definitely under a million burgers sold.
Some random architecture.
There are Thai girls of both genders hanging around outside almost every drinking place. They're not as pushy as in Bangkok or Pattaya, thank Jebus.
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