Cake Under My Pillow
Travel Blogs from Amsterdam
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... me gazing and day dreaming over the snow for quite some time. I still feel like pinching myself every time that I see it catching on the naked trees. The houses here are amazing and inspiring- they all feel so cosy!! I can't wait until I can re-decorate my new home and replicate the Europe-ness.
Amsterdam is everything that you would expect it to be- sex, drugs and everything wicked. It's a very cool place and you see every walk of life there. There ...
Diving into Amsterdam
... A sexual health workshop with Marije Janssen. We covered Dutch culture sounding it and how Dutch teens get their info. Ze invited us to go to zer documentary nights, gave us NL resources, and one of the best parts is that she is in the BDSM community. After having that amazing experience, I went with some people to a hookah bar near the hostel. It was a small Turkish one with a family in the back that was playing music and was being very ...
Post-Contiki depression: Amsterdam & London
... all very pretty and everyone rides bikes around which I love. Amsterdam is famous for their hot chips, and let me tell you - they are fantastic. Lisa and I had hot chips with mayonnaise three times in one day... That's how good they are. We went out every night in Amsterdam, the city has some awesome clubs. The drinks at cheap (except in strip clubs obviously) and it was fun going out with a group of people. It's going to be weird when it's just Lisa and I ...
Weer thuis!?
Iets meer dan een maand ben ik terug. En pas nu kan ik schrijven over de finish in Kaalpstad en mijn terugkomst in Nederland. Want mijn hoofd wilde er nog niet aan, aan Nederland, aan terugkomen en vooruit kijken naar 'what's next'. Mijn lijf was al wel in Amsterdam, maar mijn hoofd nog in Afrika.
Ik ben gaan houden van Afrika. Omdat het een continent is dat eigenlijk niet te vatten is. Omdat de mensen zo anders zijn dan wij, en tegelijk ook weer niet. Dat je denkt door ...
Koninginndag
... and taking drugs. The preferred music of choice in Holland is House, and they have lots of it. My fondest memory of the day was a house concert Laura and myself went to on the outskirts of the city around 3 o'clock. To the passing eye it was nothing more than another stage concert with people dancing and enjoying music in the crowd, but after sitting down to rest for only a brief 20 minutes the folly revealed itself. Perched atop ...