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Amsterdam: the outdoor urinal. Room for four guys separately and independently. No door, clearly. It is at once an alarming and funny thing to witness. Not a lot of modesty among the Dutch.

I'm not usually kind to strangers, let alone strange waiters. But he kept giving Maureen and me free beers one night in Amsterdam. He spent more time sitting at the table with us (arguing with Maureen that while Richard Nixon was President he was also the head of the CIA) talking than he did doing our job. What you can't see in this picture is Phillipo, the Asian waiter who was busy getting his picture taken with Maureen.

This was a fun day and the reason I am smiling is probably because I had just eaten some infamous fries (the kind where you get the spicy mayo glop on them). Trust me, you'd be smiling, too.

We saw this in Amsterdam. It wasn't a poster but a large plate metal hanging outside. A night club? A bar? A restaurant? A place for wimps to hang out?