Bicycle Mark gave an excellent review, as always, of the SupperClub in Amsterdam. I have never been there, and as he says, the imposing gold doors have always appeared impenetrable to the average Amsterdammer. Of course, they shouldn't.

Some months ago I went aboard the SupperClub cruise ship. Docked along the IJ beside Centraal station, the party was an amusing event: part promo night, part birthday party.

The night included a dinner of multiple courses, delicious indeed (from sashimi to steak tartare) but throughout the meal women dressed in leotards contorted themselves among the beds where you sit eating, so that as you take a bite, suddenly a head comes from right behind you and stares as you chew. This head in covered in nylon.

Later on, an MC held a bingo game where everyone had identical cards. He stole several pairs of shoes you were obliged to leave behind to climb onto the all-white cushions and he gave them away as prizes. After the event, my friend had a tough time getting her colourful pair back from one drunken winner.

All of this was watched over by two transexuals wearing naught but band-aids and leather thongs, chain-smoking away while glaring at the diners.

The theme was Extrema and it was certainly odd. Keep in mind that if all of this doesn't sound so appealing, it might not be worth the typical price tag of 50 euros or so for dinner, excluding drinks. If on the other hand you've got the cash and want a 'extreme' experience while in Amsterdam, contact SupperClub and find out when the ship will go on its next cruise around the IJ.