Oh the Netherlands
Welcome to Amsterdam: the home of sex, weed, and Heiniken.
Then again thats just stereotyping... its also full of hash, long twisting canals, blondes and Giant afros on very white boys.
My stay in Amsterdam i think i overshadowed with that bus problem. We left London at 8 pm, got to Dover and stopped for a leg break while the bus shut off and yes. It was nice and pleasent... up until we got back on and, well, the bus wouldnt start up again. So we call for a mechanic (well, the bus driver couldnt speak english) and we wait. 2 hours later the mechanic shows up. thhattss around 1. So we wait and wait annnnnd wait.
At 5 they tell us its to late to hire a coach, and to get on the ferry on foot, and it will take us to a coach for the rest of our trip. So we do and all is well. I met a girl, her name is Anu, and she is finnish. I wont get into all of this because im going to run out of time here. But whateves! I actually had a good time, so its not like im complaining. i liked beraking down. it amused me.
I think it sounds like im not having fun, and i know thats hard to see between the lines i write. I say im tired, and cranky, i say im sore and sleepy, i say im just a tad homesick, buuttt in the end im just being honest. I hate the idea of continuously throwing in "OMGGG THIS IS GREATT!!" Its a bit taxing youll have to admit, but overall i really am having a good time.
So back to Amsterdam! I finally get to check in and everythings good on my first day. i posted here in my free time while checking out a site. You lot probably wonder why i update almst everyday, and im online so much. Its because im looking up hostels and maps and such in the next town i roll into... plus i love hearing all the gossip from back home ^.^
This morning i got quite the wake up call. Hostel staff entered the room, girls were crying, people were shouting, the lockers were being searched and it didnt take long to find out what had happened. In the middle of the night we were totally robbed. Apparently over the last few nights people have been breaking into our room through our window and they raid any purse/bag /camera just left lying around. The girl underneath me had her camera stolen. Two beds down was completely robbed (passport, money, creditcards) anddd i came out unscathed i believe. (My smell warded them away! heh!) Just incase i bought a locker for tonight, just because i fear the 3rd nights the charm.
I went on a walking tour of Amsterdam today, and it was bloody marvolous! I learnt so much, but its all historical mumbo jumbo that i dont think people want recited back to them. As for the drugs, because i know you hardcore kids want the real skivvy, i havn't done them. Anndd i really wont. Im sorry to dissapoint you all, but i believe in hugs not drugs, and being in the drug capital of the world is not going to change me.
Same with sex. No i will NOT sell myself on the streets. Though ive gotten quite a dew offers... "You are very beautiful yeh! Come home with me?" "I see you later, yes?" "I Pay big money for you!" anddd one ACTAULLY said "Very nicce! How much... i give you?" Silly silly people. I just mumble something french and walk away :) (Im so smooth, i know)
So i will leave you at this so i can go catch some sleep or something (well no, im waiting on an email so i wont sleep for a while) and i'll give any young men reading this a small tip:
Women in the red light district are ugly. Stick to daydreaming!!! (Our walking tour included much of the red light district.)
Dag y'all!
-Julie
Then again thats just stereotyping... its also full of hash, long twisting canals, blondes and Giant afros on very white boys.
My stay in Amsterdam i think i overshadowed with that bus problem. We left London at 8 pm, got to Dover and stopped for a leg break while the bus shut off and yes. It was nice and pleasent... up until we got back on and, well, the bus wouldnt start up again. So we call for a mechanic (well, the bus driver couldnt speak english) and we wait. 2 hours later the mechanic shows up. thhattss around 1. So we wait and wait annnnnd wait.
At 5 they tell us its to late to hire a coach, and to get on the ferry on foot, and it will take us to a coach for the rest of our trip. So we do and all is well. I met a girl, her name is Anu, and she is finnish. I wont get into all of this because im going to run out of time here. But whateves! I actually had a good time, so its not like im complaining. i liked beraking down. it amused me.
I think it sounds like im not having fun, and i know thats hard to see between the lines i write. I say im tired, and cranky, i say im sore and sleepy, i say im just a tad homesick, buuttt in the end im just being honest. I hate the idea of continuously throwing in "OMGGG THIS IS GREATT!!" Its a bit taxing youll have to admit, but overall i really am having a good time.
So back to Amsterdam! I finally get to check in and everythings good on my first day. i posted here in my free time while checking out a site. You lot probably wonder why i update almst everyday, and im online so much. Its because im looking up hostels and maps and such in the next town i roll into... plus i love hearing all the gossip from back home ^.^
This morning i got quite the wake up call. Hostel staff entered the room, girls were crying, people were shouting, the lockers were being searched and it didnt take long to find out what had happened. In the middle of the night we were totally robbed. Apparently over the last few nights people have been breaking into our room through our window and they raid any purse/bag /camera just left lying around. The girl underneath me had her camera stolen. Two beds down was completely robbed (passport, money, creditcards) anddd i came out unscathed i believe. (My smell warded them away! heh!) Just incase i bought a locker for tonight, just because i fear the 3rd nights the charm.
I went on a walking tour of Amsterdam today, and it was bloody marvolous! I learnt so much, but its all historical mumbo jumbo that i dont think people want recited back to them. As for the drugs, because i know you hardcore kids want the real skivvy, i havn't done them. Anndd i really wont. Im sorry to dissapoint you all, but i believe in hugs not drugs, and being in the drug capital of the world is not going to change me.
Same with sex. No i will NOT sell myself on the streets. Though ive gotten quite a dew offers... "You are very beautiful yeh! Come home with me?" "I see you later, yes?" "I Pay big money for you!" anddd one ACTAULLY said "Very nicce! How much... i give you?" Silly silly people. I just mumble something french and walk away :) (Im so smooth, i know)
So i will leave you at this so i can go catch some sleep or something (well no, im waiting on an email so i wont sleep for a while) and i'll give any young men reading this a small tip:
Women in the red light district are ugly. Stick to daydreaming!!! (Our walking tour included much of the red light district.)
Dag y'all!
-Julie