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... s and we were there just in time to meet Farin outside the front door. So far, so good!
I was impressed as soon as a walked into the museum and the interior of the Van Gogh Museum far surpassed my expectations. It was about 7:30pm (19:30) and people were just started to arrive. There were some very interesting things going on around me, including some cute girl Djs in pjs spinning in front of a Van Gogh painted wall, ...
... The stairs though! It is exactly like climbing up a ladder the stairs here. They are that narrow and step. Except I did it carrying my bags and lifting my pack. Quite scary. We made it though and then we just wanted a walk. We were told that marijuana smoking, along with tobacco, is only permitted on those lethal steps, and sure enough, as we walked out we passed a hazy grey smoke curtain and several enthusiastic stoners. Not something ...
... a man of his size could jump, but jump he did! It was hilarious! When Bruce, Frank and Fred arrived at the port, they made their way up through check-in and immigration, scoring themselves another stamp in their passports in the process (whoo hoo!). It was all relatively simple, and pretty soon they were crossing the gangway into the ship. Oh hello transvestite woman! Yep, they were clearly on the boat going to Holland! Despite it being a day crossing, they decided to book a ...
... and I look like a spastic, squeezing into imaginary miniscule gaps. Every curb we come across seems like walking down a steep slope of pea gravel, I tentatively hover my foot over the ground, awaiting the slip, then slowly lowering it to great surprise that I'm still upright.
Jack asks me if I'm ok....No, not really I admit. I can't keep up with him, I can't even see him, all I can and have been able to see is his white t-shirt, I follow it like it's a beacon of ...
... one asks their assistance and many change completely. Others of course don’t.
Being a Friday evening, there was large number of people in this quarter of Amsterdam (70/30% in men’s favour). Jackie and I had to move fast and we were pleased with what we saw (especially me), as we only had a 50 minutes to look around before we had to get home on the last direct train. Others of our group were also around and we met one of ...