Then you will remember the "Crazy Horse" Bar on the other side of the road.
I got into a lot of trouble by going there whilst on a city break with Mrs S#1. She had a "headache" and went to bed early ~ I said I was going for a stroll and headed straight for the Crazy Horse (which I knew well from my previous visits) for a couple of beers. Got back to the hotel in time for lunch the next day. She was on the point of calling the police and reporting me missing.
She couldn't understand that when you meet up with old "friends" in a bar like that you don't look at your watch.