Ammie, Ams, The Dam, etc.
To me, the city is just average - too many people and too many goddamn suicidal cyclists trying to ram into you. It didn’t appeal to me very much. Save for one thing. And yes, you got it right cowboy. The only salvagable thing in Amsterdam for me is the plantlife.
It’s all a haze to me now, what happened during those four days. We went to the Van Gogh museum, which is fine if you’re really into art. We went to the sex museum, which was really just some pornographic photographs and funny paraphernilia. We went to the hash museum where they were growing cannabis ‘for the sake of education.’ Pffffft. Those damn trams - they really gotta pre-warn you about those. They’re sadistic bastards. And we went to a different coffee shop every time, for variety, you know.
Some pictures here. I gotta warn ya. I really look like shit in the photos.
http://juliatan.multiply.com/photos/album/1
Something rather embarrasing. The morning we arrived, gung-ho Tan decided to roll her own joint, and it was so strong that after half an hour of feeling like lead, she vomitted yesterday’s dinner up and slept for the rest of the day and night.
All in all, I don’t mind Amsterdam. I sure as hell wouldn’t go again if it wasn’t legal to do certain things. They’re smart. They know how to attract tourists.
Oh, and mushrooms are really horrid tasting (but they work so well, like medicine).
