What the fuck is Amsterdam. We arrived at bristol airport and decided it was necessary to get immediately drunk. This seemed to to make all of our basic sense and reasoning abilities go out of the window as we failed at everything we attempted to do. We also learnt that Lithuanian airport attedants are psychotic cunts. Jade cann JJ proved to be an excellent seatmate to her neighbours and very kindly offered them vodka and orange, much to their disgust. When we arrived I bought a rather amazing inflatable cow from the airport which we carried round basically half of amsterdam whilst attempting to find our hostel which was about 2 minutes away from the train station. When we got to our rooms we were greeted by two passed out stoned girls flopped over on their
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