We were off to a good start when our arrival at Amsterdam’s Schiphol Airport lined up perfectly with a fire in the airport’s metro station. After a few drinks at the only bar that was still open in the arrival lounge at half eleven at night it became clear that the trains were not running and a fleet of Ubers were summoned. Most of which arrived. The organisers of the stag do kept many of the details close to their chest which included where we were staying for the duration. We were only given an address to give to the driver