Beer and rats
by CliffClaven
Nightlife in Bucharest? Well, if you make it past the eager ladies lying in wait in the hotel lobby, you can walk the streets looking for somewhere for a latenight beer. Keep looking, bud! Old Cliffie ended up at a kiosk selling local beer by the bottle. A dusty glass was wiped with a murky towel and offered, but old Cliffie preferred to drink Australian-style and drank the tepid brew straight from the bottle. Hm, yes, interesting taste. What do they put in it, apart from the Unidentified Floating Objects? And then old Cliffie saw the two cats. At least he thought they were cats until two massive rats scuttled across the road and disappeared near the gutter. Old Cliffie glanced over his shoulder, half expecting Dracula to join him for a drink. Well, he might have been safer company than the ladies in the lobby.