I went to the lonix (london linux users) meet tonight. It was really strange being in a Dutch pub and not speaking Dutch. Someone actually said to me, ‘how does a pretty girl like you end up here?’ Still, at least he wasn’t ignoring me completely.
Actually, it wasn’t too bad, considering I rocked up without knowing anyone. I had some interesting conversations.
The bar was meant to be ‘stylishly dutch delivered with real personality’ but it wasn’t all that Dutch – the sandwiches in the ‘Between the Bread’ section of the menu were closed – two pieces of bread is sacrilege in the Netherlands.