Yesterday: Bryggeriet Apollo and Brewpub København
No, "Wasted" is not a brewpub-laden suburb of København. "Wasted" describes this day, as in "this day was completely wasted". I didn't get out of bed — except for "emergencies" — until 1:30pm. I walked to an Apoteket to get some stomach meds; the best they could do was an antacid, which I don't expect will help much. They don't seem to have a Pepto-Bismol-equivalent here.
I haven't eaten since yesterday's lunch. Indeed, I'm afraid to.
This creepy hotel room painting isn't helping at all
Tomorrow: Plan B is Plan A