An American view. I wish I could remember more of the experience. Ended up here on the advice of a homeless guy after an evening of drinking trappists and the insane desire of me and my friends to close Amsterdam. As one of the only places open after 1:00am on a weekday, San Francisco is the only way to do it. It is the perfect place to end a night of debauchery… with shots of Jagermeister. Lots of friendly, talkative people, some of whom are«working» and would love to get you into trouble. Which reminds me that this is also the home to my favorite bouncer in all of Holland(it’s always a good idea to befriend your local bouncer, you never know when you might need backup). It was rather quiet when we arrived at 2:00, but at about 3:00 or 3:30am, workers and patrons from the Red Light District start stream in, completely changing the vibe and packing out the joint. The bar shut down at about 4:00 and we declared victory in our quest as we walked/ran down Zeedikj(followed by a Parliament of working girls). But the real victory came when I found myself in seat 38C a few hours later and fell asleep before take-off.
DISCLAIMER: I cannot recommend this place to: – individuals with a weak moral fiber or a predisposition for getting into trouble, – persons holding or planning to run for public office, – anyone who is concerned about falling off a bar stool, – persons wearing fanny packs