Happy happy joy joy. I'm back home in the Netherlands, and have found that one of the cafes that I often sit in while writing has Westmalle, the Trappist beer I discovered in Brussels. My heart soars like an eagle.
They also have a beer from the Himalayas called Yak Piss. Something about Purusha Bottling Company on the label, which is some kind of pastels-gone-wild painting, with lots of gold embossing. But given the description of that brew I cognized yesterday on the train, and the chilly reception it received here, I think I might avoid that one. :-)
