Bright lights, big city

Yesterday the nightly boot cruise was fantastic but shouldn't have taken so long. Maybe it was still due to the jetlag, but a little nap on the boot seemed to be really necessary although the view was really magnificent. Bright lights, big city!

Today in the morning I finally had a 'real' breakfast. When talking about such a breakfast I mean the 'whole' thing: eggs, bacon, sausages, etc etc. Not the anorexic type of breakfast being a yoghurt and a whole-wheat crumb of bread...
The scenery was great: a darkish dining place where a guy who'd you think of being just released from jail, serves you that real breakfast you have been dying for.
Immediately you get the feeling of being in some New York Italo restaurant where suddenly a gangfight might occur. In this case a neighbouring pub-owner came to complain about nightly visitors not being able to keep things tidy on the pavement... .