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Published: June 14th 2017
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there are some things i do when travelling alone to make sure i stay safe:
-i rarely, if ever, go out at night
-i don't drink
-i certainly don't do drugs
so my first evening in amsterdam i went out at DUSK and saw a sex show, and DIDN'T
DRINK...then i went to a 'coffee shop' and DIDN'T DO DRUGS, i bought 'cake' and took it
back to my hotel room and i ATE it...it was a safety success! (though the sex show was so UNsexy it was practically boring)
i used vivien's famous words at the door and was granted easy access - have y'all heard
the story? of me and viv in las vegas looking for a strip joint? i was drunk (but i
wasn't alone so it was allowed) and happened to walk up to the door of the club first but
when the bouncer looked at me i just froze, i had NO idea what to say to the man...viv
pipes up from behind me with "are ladies welcome?" and he made sure we were made to feel
at ease and comfortable - the same words work wonders in amsterdam too
you can sit in the same 'theatre' for
up to 7 hours without seeing the same people
'perform' - that's a pretty good deal, working for 10 minutes every 7 hours
met a prostitute 😊 i did a tour of the red light district and it was a wealth of
information on how it all works, and at the end we spoke with our own personal sex worker
and we could ask whatever we wanted...i was so bogged down with a million questions that
i kind of stalled...the red light district is the safest place to be in amsterdam as
there are cameras and undercover security dudes everywhere
so then i went to the 'extase coffee shop'...they have a law here which says an
establishment selling pot MUST use the words "coffee shop" in the signage...you can
actually get coffee there too, but if you want JUST coffee you go to a 'cafe'
i walk in and am handed a menu, and i quickly see the magic words "space cake" so i got
one to go...then i ate half of it...then i remembered it was the night my mum was due to
call me...then thought fuckitol, and ate the other half...then i ate falafel (because,
you know, when
you're stoned and you see a bright neon sign saying 'falafel' you think
'falaaaaffeeeeeeeellllll'...so the next time y'all see my mum have a giggle on me, little
does she know i was off my tits when i spoke to her
randoms:
-when the cannabis museum opened a law was passed that they weren't allowed to use the
word 'cannabis' so being good citizens they renamed it the 'hash, marijuana and hemp
museum'
-a lot of the buildings here lean...to the left or to the right, doesn't matter, but
they've stood for around 500 years and when a building wants to lean, it shall lean
-if the dutch aren't amish, why are the amish dutch?
-the airport is 4m under sea level...18% of the country is water and 40% of the land is
under sea level...with global warming and the rising sea levels, they need to redirect
the water or learn to swim fast...there's a saying "god created earth, the dutch created
holland"...they literally drained the water using their iconic canal system and made the
land habitable
-there are 600,000 bicycles in amsterdam, and the riders are a visious bunch
-they have a flower auction that sells 48 million flowers and plants a day! go to
the
market today, sell your flowers tomorrow morning, and someone in NYC buys them that same
afternoon
-when the sun is shining, amsterdam is an absolutely stunning city...it actually looks a lot like copenhagen but amsterdam has an edge to it that makes it feel exciting
-the food in holland is deplorable...there is no such thing as dutch cuisine...they do pancakes (as big as pizzas) and profiterjes (which are just tiny pancakes), and even those they don't do so well...i think my friend chrys NEEDS to live here for a few years, not only for obvious reason, but to open a greek restaurant and feed these poor buggers some awesome tasting food
clogs and tulips and van gogh and canals and sex in windows and cake (it came in muffins too, i swear it was a tough choice), old architecture, a society tollerant of all - what's not to
like...amsterdam is a lot like athens - dirty and tough, and no one gives a shit about
you or what you are doing...absolutely fuckawesome
ps...the hair! a few days later i've decided to refer to it as "the rod stewart do"...
wake up maggie i think i've got something to say to you...
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Samita
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My eyebrows were up so high while reading the first part that they may stay that way LOL also wtf at the bike parkiing LOL