Antwerp was a beautiful city and full of surprises (read more here). One additional surprise I got was stumbling into the red light district after boat watching.

Here’s a peek behind the curtain inside my head:

Huh, this street looks interesting. Wonder what’s down here? Lots of store fronts and guys walking ar– whoah! That’s no mannequin in that bikini!

Jeezus, there are hundreds of girls behind glass doors posing and pressing up against the glass.

Wait, what do I do?

Keep walking?

But what do I DO?

Okay, look, but only for a second. You don’t want to seem rude.

And smile politely.

Shit! Don’t smile too big! Now she’s waving for you to come over, just keep going.

Haha – that guy just got yelled at for offering a 20 Euro note to a woman.

Okay, looks like I’m halfway through. Geez, this is like a haunted house at Halloween Horror Nights. Except women keep grabbing at you from behind the glass instead of werewolves. They’re all over the place.

Tall one, fat one, old one.

Eeep!! Tranny!

Wait, do I just ignore him? I know it’s rude, but…

Hey, did you ever wonder who invented shoelaces?

This place could totally be more efficient if they just added a bill slot next to the door and it worked like a vending machine.

hmmm… she’s posing totally motionless, like a statue. I guess some guys like that.

70% of them are on cell phones the entire time. I hope they turn them off when they get a client.

Finally, end of the street. I need to stop for a drink and absorb all that.

Well, look at that. This must be where the off the record girls work.

Moving along…