This guy claimed . . .

that he was just standing at his kitchen sink, about to dry the dishes when this big genie appeared on the scooty and told him he had to spend the rest of his existence in purgatory or, alternatively, stand by at his local Shiva temple and let tourists take his soul away, gradually, by photographsynthesis.   He chose purgatory but the genie was only joking and buggered off as the  usually do when the going gets confused.
So, after 5 hours of city tour through this temple, 2 museums, etc., etc, we found a beer shop.  I can't tell you where it is, for two very good reasons.  1) I don't know where it is, and 2) the booze police will get me.
Extras:  The genie, or Shiva, the temple with 4500 ish statues, and "Whats on at the local?"