"Apparently I Scream Like I Lost My Child When I Lose My Glasses on a Carnival Ride"
Holy shit, the one time I go on a carnival ride in a different country where it doesn't seem like safety's their biggest concern, it has to be the scariest ride ever, AND I lose my glasses (and my USB drive? go figure) on this thing. Luckily, I found both glasses and drive. But wow. It was one of those rides where the seats turned 360 and the seats in the ride where spinning like a helicopter AND the ride itself spun in an oval shape. PLUS it would slow down in midair and kick back up again in warped speed. No wonder I lost my glasses and poor Rebecca threw up. Shit part about that was when she puked, it came right back and hit her (eeeeeeeeeeeeeewwwww. I wasn't sitting next to her! Or else I would have puked too). I was with Sahara, where she had a case of tourette's during the ride, and I was wailing away. It was fun, but NEVER again. EVER. I thought I was gonna die at some point. The poor girl lost her keys, I hope she found them. Edit: Sahara did find them.
Anywhooo, the last two days have been crazy fun. Leiden went on holiday, b/c it was the celebration of them liberating themselves from Spanish control in the 1500s. So the town shuts down, and throws a huge ass party, carnival rides, parades - EVERYTHING- on the 3rd, and especially the day before. Oh the 2nd, I wasn't in town that much, cuz me and my own personal dutch tour guide went around to different cities that day: Katwijk (beach town) and Delft (another big-ish city), to show me how Holland really looks like. It's flat and full of bikes, jsyk. So I didn't get back til the next day, like 10 minutes before the big parade, plus had a beer in my hand throughout most of the day. Sexytiems. Then took a three-hour nap, drank red bull, went of the scary ride of death, met up with dutch tour guide, tried to see fireworks, got rained on, and went home to dry off and sleep.
Now I just came back with having lunch/breakfast with Kit and Heather. Should study study now....