Amsterdam: Day 3, Part 2...
I forgot to mention that on the way back to the apartment, I stopped at one clothing boutique that was not vintage. They had a cute red sweatshirt that had "I LOVE YOU" written in white hearts on the front in their window. I went into the boutique and noticed that none of the items had price tags on them. That was a bit odd. I asked the shopkeep how much the sweatshirt was. €140! It took a lot not to let my mouth drop open. I said thanks and left.
After resting at the flat, I decided it was time to try out a vegan restaurant. I headed off to DopHert and only wandered slightly off track on the way there. I took a scenic route through Westerpark. I sat on the patio and enjoyed a black bean burrito wrap and, of course, chocolate for dessert. I chatted with the waitress about local attractions she recommended (music and movies were her thing).
I decided it was time to finally make my way to the Red Light District.
As I mentioned, many shops close early and this was now around 19:00. I was delighted that as I was biking down Prisengracht CiTea was open. I slammed on the brakes and stared at all the amazing tea selections. I got 3 different herbal kinds (they're SO good!) and chatted with the shopkeep about local sites. He complimented the fact I was biking like a Dutch and thought I had moved to the city. He jotted down a few attractions that he thought I would like, particularly of the art variety, and I was off again.
I first went to the Sexmusem (yes, it's actually written all as one word). It was pretty good! It was interesting and entertaining. I particularly enjoyed the homemade porn photos from about the 1800s up to around 1990s. I'm not sure what the policy is on uploading porn pics on the photo sharing site I'm using, but one of my favourite pics I took is of a threesome from the 1920s or '30s. A woman is bent forward while a guy is penetrating her from behind while he's getting penetrated by a woman with a strap-on. It's delightful! Everyone looks like they're having fun while also wearing their sock garters.
Wall of 1960s homemade porn photos
There's a giant cock statue behind me
They even have mannequins set up in precarious positions. There's a flasher one and one behind a glass window that splooges water all over it as you walk by. There are also the sex references throughout history, such as Leda and the Swan (ya know, when Zeus turned into a swan and raped her), old school dildos, and so on. I really enjoyed it.
Then I went to the actual Red Light District. Some of the women working in the windows were playing with their cells. I smiled and waved at a few of them if we made eye contact. They all seemed to really enjoy the leggings I was wearing.
I went to the Red Light Secrets, Museum of Prostitution first. That was a real downer. It's main focus was on cases of sex trafficking that previously happened or how much the women hated what they did and so on. The only stories they shared where the women seemed to enjoy sex work were the ones who worked as dominatrixes. Seeing how some tourists treated women in the windows, it's no surprise that it's not something everyone would enjoy. Men who obviously would not be paying these women would stop in front of a window and instruct the woman to turn around for them to look over. That would get old fast. From my Facebook:
The girls in the windows! All beautiful, some were more interested in playing with their cells. One kept tapping the glass to get the attention of men passing by. This one lovely one, we smiled at each other. Later, I saw her flipping someone off and saw that someone was trying to take her photo across the canal. Cameras are a BIG no-no in the Red Light District. I smirked at the situation and she shrugged because that broad deserved it. Also, all the window girls were eyeing up my cityscape leggings. Aaaah yeah!
I don't know why anyone would be disrespectful and try to take photos of the women working in the windows. It seems pretty obvious that it's fucking rude to do that.
What it looks like being inside a window
Next up was the Erotic Museum. It was...okay. It wasn't as good as the Sexmuseum. They have some great artwork there but overall, if you have to choose between the two, I'd say go to Sexmuseum over Erotic Museum. I got a limited edition t-shirt there called The Coming Out of the Bots which has 2 robots holding hands. It was made in the Netherlands so that made me happy.
I popped into a sex shop called Red Rose Novelty. They carry good quality toys so I thought I'd look around. The guy working there was really nice and we discussed Lelo brand and how I got a toy from them years ago and, well, it was super weak. He invited me to a gig he was playing after he closed the shop at 22:00. They play techno with violins which sounds different. He was not at all pushy about his invite and he was really sweet. He said that he and a few friends would meet at the shop at 22:00. I could join them, we could smoke a joint while we head to the destination. He wrote down where it would be in case I wasn't comfortable with going with all them. He assured me that, even though I'd need to take a ferry to get to it, the ferry departs every 20 mins and they would be there until about 4 am...but I didn't have to stay that long if I didn't want to. I thanked him and told him maybe if I was still in the area that I'd tag along. Again, no pressure at all and just really nice about it.
I went to Casa Rosso. They have live sex shows. It was funny because they have a guy asking people (usually men or couples) if they want to buy a ticket. I stood in front of him for a moment or 2 and he said, "Or you, madam. Would YOU like to see a live sex show?" I said, "Yes, yes, I would. Now tell me about them." I was disappointed that they didn't have any boy-on-boy shows, just hetero couples and lesbian. When I asked him about boy-on-boy and he said no, I think he was a bit surprised when I said, "That's a shame." I bought my ticket and went to the theatre where I was given a drink voucher and a pink penis sucker. I sat at the very back not like the perverts in the front row. *lol* j/k Seriously though, I sat in the back by myself. When I walked in, there was a couple on spinning platform on stage and they were just wrapping up. No cum shot and no condoms so I was so-so on this already. A stripper came out next and she was great! She had on nipple pasties which was strange, but as she took her panties off, I saw a white bunch poking out of her vagina. That's when she started to pull out a white cloth ribbon, tie it on one stripper pole, slowly make her way across the stage still pulling out ribbon from her vagina, twirled it around the pole on the opposite end of the stage, then went back the other way STILL pulling ribbon out and tied it the final end on the other side. All while she was doing this, she was mouthing the lyrics to the song that was playing. 2 little flags unfurled from the ribbon which had the club name and logo on them. Entertaining! Next up was another hetero couple. The woman blew him for awhile, he barely went down on her before she grabbed a giant bottle of lube and wiped them both down. So he fucked her from behind on the spinning platform then they did that same position at both stripper poles, sometimes facing the audience and then other times having the guy's ass to the audience. Neither of them were that interested in it, particularly the woman who looked utterly bored and kept looking at the security guards. They performed to 2 songs, one of them being "Du Hast" by Rammstein as it had a good rhythm for them. And that was it. Again, no cum shot. Next was another stripper and by then I was bored so I left. Who knew live sex shows could be boring!
Figuring I'd seen enough of the Red Light District for one night, I decided to pack it in and head back to the flat. I took my time though as it was a nice warm evening.
By Popular Demand lit up at night
I was impressed by how much I did in one day! From my Facebook:
Day 3 of Amsterdam is complete. Today I learned that wandering a bit off track is much better and more enjoyable than getting full blown lost, scared, and angry. Ulmon map has been my saviour. This was a full, adventurous day and I'm so glad for the opportunity. ❤
After resting at the flat, I decided it was time to try out a vegan restaurant. I headed off to DopHert and only wandered slightly off track on the way there. I took a scenic route through Westerpark. I sat on the patio and enjoyed a black bean burrito wrap and, of course, chocolate for dessert. I chatted with the waitress about local attractions she recommended (music and movies were her thing).
I decided it was time to finally make my way to the Red Light District.
As I mentioned, many shops close early and this was now around 19:00. I was delighted that as I was biking down Prisengracht CiTea was open. I slammed on the brakes and stared at all the amazing tea selections. I got 3 different herbal kinds (they're SO good!) and chatted with the shopkeep about local sites. He complimented the fact I was biking like a Dutch and thought I had moved to the city. He jotted down a few attractions that he thought I would like, particularly of the art variety, and I was off again.
I first went to the Sexmusem (yes, it's actually written all as one word). It was pretty good! It was interesting and entertaining. I particularly enjoyed the homemade porn photos from about the 1800s up to around 1990s. I'm not sure what the policy is on uploading porn pics on the photo sharing site I'm using, but one of my favourite pics I took is of a threesome from the 1920s or '30s. A woman is bent forward while a guy is penetrating her from behind while he's getting penetrated by a woman with a strap-on. It's delightful! Everyone looks like they're having fun while also wearing their sock garters.
Wall of 1960s homemade porn photos
There's a giant cock statue behind me
They even have mannequins set up in precarious positions. There's a flasher one and one behind a glass window that splooges water all over it as you walk by. There are also the sex references throughout history, such as Leda and the Swan (ya know, when Zeus turned into a swan and raped her), old school dildos, and so on. I really enjoyed it.
Then I went to the actual Red Light District. Some of the women working in the windows were playing with their cells. I smiled and waved at a few of them if we made eye contact. They all seemed to really enjoy the leggings I was wearing.
I went to the Red Light Secrets, Museum of Prostitution first. That was a real downer. It's main focus was on cases of sex trafficking that previously happened or how much the women hated what they did and so on. The only stories they shared where the women seemed to enjoy sex work were the ones who worked as dominatrixes. Seeing how some tourists treated women in the windows, it's no surprise that it's not something everyone would enjoy. Men who obviously would not be paying these women would stop in front of a window and instruct the woman to turn around for them to look over. That would get old fast. From my Facebook:
The girls in the windows! All beautiful, some were more interested in playing with their cells. One kept tapping the glass to get the attention of men passing by. This one lovely one, we smiled at each other. Later, I saw her flipping someone off and saw that someone was trying to take her photo across the canal. Cameras are a BIG no-no in the Red Light District. I smirked at the situation and she shrugged because that broad deserved it. Also, all the window girls were eyeing up my cityscape leggings. Aaaah yeah!
I don't know why anyone would be disrespectful and try to take photos of the women working in the windows. It seems pretty obvious that it's fucking rude to do that.
What it looks like being inside a window
Next up was the Erotic Museum. It was...okay. It wasn't as good as the Sexmuseum. They have some great artwork there but overall, if you have to choose between the two, I'd say go to Sexmuseum over Erotic Museum. I got a limited edition t-shirt there called The Coming Out of the Bots which has 2 robots holding hands. It was made in the Netherlands so that made me happy.
I popped into a sex shop called Red Rose Novelty. They carry good quality toys so I thought I'd look around. The guy working there was really nice and we discussed Lelo brand and how I got a toy from them years ago and, well, it was super weak. He invited me to a gig he was playing after he closed the shop at 22:00. They play techno with violins which sounds different. He was not at all pushy about his invite and he was really sweet. He said that he and a few friends would meet at the shop at 22:00. I could join them, we could smoke a joint while we head to the destination. He wrote down where it would be in case I wasn't comfortable with going with all them. He assured me that, even though I'd need to take a ferry to get to it, the ferry departs every 20 mins and they would be there until about 4 am...but I didn't have to stay that long if I didn't want to. I thanked him and told him maybe if I was still in the area that I'd tag along. Again, no pressure at all and just really nice about it.
I went to Casa Rosso. They have live sex shows. It was funny because they have a guy asking people (usually men or couples) if they want to buy a ticket. I stood in front of him for a moment or 2 and he said, "Or you, madam. Would YOU like to see a live sex show?" I said, "Yes, yes, I would. Now tell me about them." I was disappointed that they didn't have any boy-on-boy shows, just hetero couples and lesbian. When I asked him about boy-on-boy and he said no, I think he was a bit surprised when I said, "That's a shame." I bought my ticket and went to the theatre where I was given a drink voucher and a pink penis sucker. I sat at the very back not like the perverts in the front row. *lol* j/k Seriously though, I sat in the back by myself. When I walked in, there was a couple on spinning platform on stage and they were just wrapping up. No cum shot and no condoms so I was so-so on this already. A stripper came out next and she was great! She had on nipple pasties which was strange, but as she took her panties off, I saw a white bunch poking out of her vagina. That's when she started to pull out a white cloth ribbon, tie it on one stripper pole, slowly make her way across the stage still pulling out ribbon from her vagina, twirled it around the pole on the opposite end of the stage, then went back the other way STILL pulling ribbon out and tied it the final end on the other side. All while she was doing this, she was mouthing the lyrics to the song that was playing. 2 little flags unfurled from the ribbon which had the club name and logo on them. Entertaining! Next up was another hetero couple. The woman blew him for awhile, he barely went down on her before she grabbed a giant bottle of lube and wiped them both down. So he fucked her from behind on the spinning platform then they did that same position at both stripper poles, sometimes facing the audience and then other times having the guy's ass to the audience. Neither of them were that interested in it, particularly the woman who looked utterly bored and kept looking at the security guards. They performed to 2 songs, one of them being "Du Hast" by Rammstein as it had a good rhythm for them. And that was it. Again, no cum shot. Next was another stripper and by then I was bored so I left. Who knew live sex shows could be boring!
Figuring I'd seen enough of the Red Light District for one night, I decided to pack it in and head back to the flat. I took my time though as it was a nice warm evening.
By Popular Demand lit up at night
I was impressed by how much I did in one day! From my Facebook:
Day 3 of Amsterdam is complete. Today I learned that wandering a bit off track is much better and more enjoyable than getting full blown lost, scared, and angry. Ulmon map has been my saviour. This was a full, adventurous day and I'm so glad for the opportunity. ❤