Hotel Old Quarter
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Today we were ready to go out and see what else Amsterdam had to offer besides party animals and red light districts. Settle in, this is going to be a long one.
We met up with Bubba and Tracy in the lobby around 10am and walked down the road to a restaurant recommended by one of the hotel staff. Bubba and Tracy had breakfast at the hotel the day earlier and weren't enthused. We found the mushroom shaped restaurant and had our breakfast there, which turned ...
... finding our spot alongside in Amsterdam at almost sunset we had one last job to do, harbor furling our sails so they would be neat and well presented for the festival goers. Following this we had the final ceremonial presentation of certificates for partaking in the World Voyage on Young Endeavour. That night we all headed out for a beer to celebrate the birthday of a crew member and toast to the good times we had had.
The following day, ...
... to Meppen via many beautiful old houses with thatched roofs. And the local windmill built in 1891, it still can work on Saturdays but not do anything productive. We went back to Olma Ton's and he took us for a walk through the forest. He explained that at Halloween every 2nd year they get dressed up and have stations through the forest, including Zombies, Spirits, headless men, and the children then the adults go through to be scared and enjoy the night. ...
... and some marijuana smoke. There were a number of lit billboards warning people of the latest trend in illegal drug sales. Apparently some have been hawking a dangerous heroine drug as cocaine to unsuspecting tourists on the streets which has caused some serious illness. So, word to the wise, if you want co caine you need to buy it from the legal coffee shops that seem to be on every other corner. We also found a lovely ...
... served in oil and onion. He was like a pig in ****, so excited to be gobbling it up. I tried some, and while it was ok, I probably won't ever get as excited as he was for it, or anything really. And I like to get excited, but this was something else! Not content with the fish on its own, he ordered a roll with herring in it, and wolfed it down just as quick. A sight to behold. Once Dad had devoured half of the nation's seafood supplies, we boarded the boat that was ...