WestCord Fashion Hotel Amsterdam
- Room service
- Swimming pool
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Fitness/Health center
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... at the amstel where our boat departed. We gathered the gang up hopped in our mystery machine aka the Watercolor Cruise and set off ready to let the cultural heritage of Amsterdam run through our veins. We were welcomed on the boat with gluhwein or hot chocolate. Gluhwein is mulled wine the locals like to drink during the cold weather. The Watercolor Cruise took us through the canals of Amsterdam, displaying ...
... up until I crossed the border. I felt it as a let down in our friendship. Now I feel so angry to myself about such a fiddle thing, and would give this money and more to get you back and enjoy again our nightly walk home, after missing the last micro from Thamel…
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... district and respectful about the prostitution business. He showed us where to buy customised condoms, gay bars, explained the process of approaching a prostitute in the red light window and how the cost is €50 for 15 minutes (average time required for the transaction is 6 minutes which involves a pre wash, sexual transaction which the client must be specific before cash is exchanged and another wash afterwards. The client has 15 minutes to ...
... no idea what it was trying to be but it was determined that the flavour it most resembled was warm fuzzy peaches that had been seriously diluted. On the plus side, however, my father made a comment on how this McDonalds didn’t fill half of your soft drink container with ice which would usual melts in Canada if you don’t drink fast enough.We had realized early on in the day that it was unlikely that we would be able to visit all the intended castles, yet we did manage to ...
... to, a sign that the hostess was busy with a client. Many, though, had their scantily clad occupants cooing to passing males in an attempt to drum up trade. We were surprised at how young some of the women looked and wondered how they must feel being gawped at by thousands of tourists like us every night. We even managed to have our own 'experience’ or rather Mandy did when she was approached by a potential gigolo, an offer she found easy to refuse.