The journey of a thousand miles begins with....
...an idea.
I was sick and tired of Bluche. So many people had left town and the constant rain and fog was really starting to get to me. No more rain, please! No more French! No more Switzerland!
So I packed up a couple days worth of clothes...camera, batteries, laptop, etc and jumped on the morning train to Geneva Airport.
After a bit of a ride I arrived in the airport...and...now what?
I've never done anything like this before...just gone to an airport and caught a flight somewhere. But I figured it was about time I did something nutty like that.
I stared at the flight board for a while...hmmm...Berlin? Nice? London? Where?
Nice was a nice thought...oh, Monaco would be sweet! So I checked out the prices of flights. Ow...no good. So where to? I've got to go SOMEWHERE.
And I did.
240 CHF, a plane ride and a short train trip to the city center and here I am.
It's all new to me, but a very old city. It's very famous for a lot of things.
I'm very close to the ocean right now, but all I can see is old brick buildings and tiny little streets.
There are lots of young people around. Most of them are younger than I am but it's a nice mix.
Did you guess yet? Those hints were pretty broad...so scroll down for some more obvious ones...
They don't speak French nor Italian.
It starts with an A.
It makes Vegas look tame (in some ways).
It ends with a DAMN...as in DAMN what in the WORLD am I, Neil Crawford, doing here?
I'm in Amsterdam. I'm sitting in the Bulldog cafe drinking a coffee with a very familiar scent in the air.
Europe is an amazing place. I'm glad I'll only be here 3 days.
posted by Tachometer @ 5:50 PM
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7 Comments:
What do you mean "thankfully its only 3 days". don't you mean "I'm never going back, hahahaha I rename this place Amsterneil, country to my dreams".
I've only spent a handful of hours in A-damn but I thought it rocked.. so pretty, so very very pretty. If you take the intercity train out to some sticksville, you will see lots of windmills and people on old school bi-cycles.. I know because i did this accidently.. dumb but i enjoyed it. If you get real bored let me know, i have some friends that live in A-damn.. on a boat. and their cool. seriously.
also, despite you're long-windedness i still read this little bloggy so don't take the teasing to heart.. besides it was more a call for the crib notes version from Moe.. which, come to think of it, he's been a little slack with lately. Where are you Moe? Where are yoouuuuu?
This place is beautiful...no doubt. Sure it's a bit dirty, a bit seedy, but at night with the lights...amazing. I can't wait to take a bunch of pictures.
I'm in the Bulldog right now surrounded by smokers. I'm not going to partake though...it's just too risky for me and school.
So I may not turn it into Amsterneil, but it may become ANsterdam...we shall see.
And MattyG, I may take ya up on your friends.
Wave to the girl in Window number 3 for me....aaahhhh memories....
Oh!! and if you are bold enough, mention my name at window 6 on the left and well an interesting time is in store. ;-)
How much is that hooker in the window?
The one with the wiggly ass
How much is that hooker in the window?
I do hope that hooker's for sale
I must take a trip to California
And leave my poor sweetheart alone
If she has a hooker, he won't be lonesome
And the hooker will have a good home
I like mattg, he plays good lego's.
If there was a way for me to post the lego movies here...I soooo would.
In fact I know there is a way, but I'm a lazy prick.
You bad lazy man! Post the lego movie!
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