Saturday, July 08, 2006

Amsterdam...I think?



Wow, what can i say about Amsterdam. Well, first off it's one of the most lawless and craziest place I've ever been. Experience wise it rates up there pretty high (get it high). No I'm just kidding, obviously everyone automatically thinks Drugs, Sex, and Hookers when they hear Amsterdam, but it's actually got a lot more. The whole city is shaped like a cresent and is designed with 3 main canals that pretty much keep the city in motion at all times.



Also, it contains the Anne Frank Huis (that's Dutch for House), and the RijkMuseum. I have to say that the red light district is one of the creapiest places i've ever been and probably wont ever go back. Plus, being one of the only guys in our group it was more than a giant task to protect and hear a group of 10 girls through there, but at least i can say i was there.

Probably my favorite part of Amsterdam though was the bikes! They basically have three major ways of transportation and the bikes are actually so dominant they have there own bike street and stop lights separate from cars or trams. So basically Jordan, Draiper, and I decide we want to rent some bikes and take a nice leasurely strole around Amsterdam. No, wasn't like that at all. This bike ride was intense!!!



First off we didn't know all the rules, for instance, our bikes had bells on them which we though was cool and fun to ring and wave at people. In reality your bell is a serious deal that you use like a horn on a car to tell people they are idots and should get out of your way...Whoops! Also a lot of the paths are one way and we sure didnt realize that til' it was too late. Oh yeah, and we never ride bikes so a two a hour speeding death trap race around Amsterdam kinda took it out of us.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Douche:

You owe me a big thank you now. Aren't you glad I made you start a blog as opposed to your half-baked (you better have got ripped in Europe) idea of sending out emails with pics attached?

Anyway, we're getting a kick out of watching you post back here in butthole, america.

fortja

p.s. quit being a pussy and really say what you are doing in amsterdam. Family be damned. You only live once (read - we all wish we had a chance to do what you doing and write about what you are not. This is a life forming trip. Quit with the nervousness. Who cares if a straight family member might read it and be shocked!)

out.