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... got it covered. Step 2. Self-check your bags in. At this stage I was presented with what looked like a portal of some futuristic space ship. I was shown a picture of a perfect suitcase requesting I place my baggage handle up to proceed. I'm 23 years old therefore travel with a 70L backpack... Funnily enough this backpack doesn't resemble a suitcase with a handle in the slightest. Upon placing my bag within said space ship portal a staff member approached me ...
... and Elli on the way which meant making our way to a coffee shop before the show was easy. Issy and I bought a little baggy between us and the owner happily put it into a fat weed only joint for us. We sat smoking in a smoggy cafe, feeling the effects pretty quickly with Elli leaning forward with a very serious face to say "I don't want to alarm you guys but....I feel really high" after about 5 minutes. She was acting a little wigged out when ...
... the place but a guy in our hostel who said they were great. Maggie and Menzies had the marinated ribs and I had the smoked ribs.
It was great. Lot of food but great.
We then went back to the square we met to meet up with two of Menzies friends from Melbourne. They were lovely and we went for drinks until late.
They continued on into the morning and Maggie and I went back to the hostel.
Saturday the 6th September ...
... walk out with a bag of marijuana seeds.
While in the area I took time to visit a friend who coined the phrase “friend for life” . Now I wonder what that means exactly. If one of the lives ends does the phrase “friend for life” finish or has the other party to die also. The problem with a “friend for life” is that there can be long periods were there is no contact, even several years. In my case I had ...
... morning place. And after the late game, everyone must have still been asleep. The streets, which are normally very clean, were trashed from partiers (though the street crew were out trying to clean everything up).
My tour took us to the town of Zaanse Schans, which is an old windmill village. These windmills are still used today, primarily to grind cocoa beans. Everything there smells like chocolate. We walked around, and went inside of one of ...