Have you ever wondered what was illegal in Amsterdam...I found it!
Dan and I arrived in Amsterdam about 8:00 pm, but only after watching a guy get ticketed and almost arrested! We felt responsible, because we both decided to use the "facilities" on the train before we stopped in Amsterdam. The guy had been hiding in the train bathroom, and as we were waiting for him to get out, the conductor came by to check tickets and forced the man out. They "argued" about the train ticket and where it "might be". Then the man got ticketed! Moron, apparently the dumbass could maintain a proper ticket! Anyway we jumped train and headed toward the city.
We had made a list on the train of what we wanted to make sure that we did, which included, but was not limited to the red-light district, a bicycle ride with a baguette, and a royale with cheese (by the way that's a quarter pounder). We grabbed a bite at Sbarro right out of the train station and headed toward the district, so many lights, and bars and naked women! We figured that about 90% of the "tourists" were men, the rest were with their "boyfriends" or "husbands". The only single women that we saw were working...in the bars...in the cafes and in the "windows". So while we took it all in and decided where to go first........................................... then Dan said, "....................................................", but then ........................................................., and I was so mad that I ............................. You would not have believed what happened next,....... then,................................................................... At that point we decided to just wait for the next train. About two hours later we were cold, wet, and tired, and the train finally showed.
Instead of riding all the way to the coast we rode the train to Antwerp, where we were gonna use the "Go Pass" which allows us to travel through Belgium using that pass. So we hit Antwerp and off to Brussels, we both passed out as soon as we hit the seats, Dan being able to speak french had to pay more attention than I, so when the conductor came by to check the tickets, I passed back out. Next thing I know the lady wanted my passport, so I hand it over, she returns it attached to a ticket. Yeah that's right I am now wanted by the Belgium government...so any of you that might want to aid in the "T does Europe" fund, in order to pay off the government of this shitty, ....I mean fine country please leave a comment! Apparently, coming from the United States I thought that drugs, prostitution, and public drunkenness was illegal, um yeah I guess it is when you accidentally mis-write your ticket. So to the wonderful conductor, of train 726 from Amsterdam to Brussels...here is my two fingered salute!
We arrived in Liege about 11:00 am and went to Dan's place where we passed out (after showering of course!...well at least I did!) I woke up about 5:30 or so and headed to town for some dinner, by myself. I hit two places, one where they spoke a little french and the other they spoke no french what-so-ever...let's just say that I didn't exactly get what I ordered! Dan and I hung out eating pitas, frites, and a few waffles, while we watched some Will and Grace....I mean Sex and the City.....um I mean we just watched some TV and recovered from Amsterdam. Kind of a boring night, but hell we needed a little TLC.
We had made a list on the train of what we wanted to make sure that we did, which included, but was not limited to the red-light district, a bicycle ride with a baguette, and a royale with cheese (by the way that's a quarter pounder). We grabbed a bite at Sbarro right out of the train station and headed toward the district, so many lights, and bars and naked women! We figured that about 90% of the "tourists" were men, the rest were with their "boyfriends" or "husbands". The only single women that we saw were working...in the bars...in the cafes and in the "windows". So while we took it all in and decided where to go first........................................... then Dan said, "....................................................", but then ........................................................., and I was so mad that I ............................. You would not have believed what happened next,....... then,................................................................... At that point we decided to just wait for the next train. About two hours later we were cold, wet, and tired, and the train finally showed.
Instead of riding all the way to the coast we rode the train to Antwerp, where we were gonna use the "Go Pass" which allows us to travel through Belgium using that pass. So we hit Antwerp and off to Brussels, we both passed out as soon as we hit the seats, Dan being able to speak french had to pay more attention than I, so when the conductor came by to check the tickets, I passed back out. Next thing I know the lady wanted my passport, so I hand it over, she returns it attached to a ticket. Yeah that's right I am now wanted by the Belgium government...so any of you that might want to aid in the "T does Europe" fund, in order to pay off the government of this shitty, ....I mean fine country please leave a comment! Apparently, coming from the United States I thought that drugs, prostitution, and public drunkenness was illegal, um yeah I guess it is when you accidentally mis-write your ticket. So to the wonderful conductor, of train 726 from Amsterdam to Brussels...here is my two fingered salute!
We arrived in Liege about 11:00 am and went to Dan's place where we passed out (after showering of course!...well at least I did!) I woke up about 5:30 or so and headed to town for some dinner, by myself. I hit two places, one where they spoke a little french and the other they spoke no french what-so-ever...let's just say that I didn't exactly get what I ordered! Dan and I hung out eating pitas, frites, and a few waffles, while we watched some Will and Grace....I mean Sex and the City.....um I mean we just watched some TV and recovered from Amsterdam. Kind of a boring night, but hell we needed a little TLC.
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