Wonky houses, wonky legs. Again
Trip Start Mar 06, 2009
11Trip End May 07, 2010
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Where I stayed
a freaking houseboat
Shane says: It was great to be back in Amsterdam, it really is one of the most beautiful cities in the world (and the most expensive to rent in) We walked to our houseboat, which was an effort as our bags were freaking heavy. Our room wasn't ready yet so we dropped off our gear and headed for Chinatown, one of our favourite areas in the city. After having a few pints, we walked through the red light district, chuckling at some of the ladies in the windows that were talking on their mobile phones while their g strings were sitting about half way down their butts.
We purchased a joint and kept strolling around, smoking it along the way, it is certainly a weird situation to see a cop and not throw the joint away like you would in Melbourne
I think the captain of the boat was on something because he was talking gibberish, but to me that seemed like the least of his troubles as his whole face was changing colour to the beat of the music, he didn't seem to notice. So this gibberish talking rainbow coloured captain took us down to our room, which was smaller than most toilets and I sat there, the pills fulling kicking in, Milli trying to sleep because she wasn't feeling the best and me professing my love for everything. I was having the time of my life watching the slats from Milli's bunk above me change colour and of course I had to pee every five minutes (bladder the size of a walnut) because I had drunk so much liquid that day - this involved a walk up the hall to the bathrooms on soggy carpet, a wave of panic hitting me as I though perhaps we were sinking, but it was just wet from the showers
I talked crap to an unconscious Milli for the next few hours and thinking sleep would never come. I was finally closing my eyes as the first sliver of daylight was peaking through our portside window. I had to wake up at 8am to fly to Scotland. Ugh.
Yes it was great to come to Amsterdam again, especially after our long trip on the train and then Russia! We were excited to be in Europe again and somewhere to enjoy even just for a night. Our captain of the hostel really had a strong Dutch accent so that made it difficult to understand him but we dropped off our stuff as we understood the room wasn't ready yet. The first bar we went to the guy there said I looked Dutch - and I realised I did get that a lot in South East Asia, must be the tall and the blonde or something! So I strutted proudly around scoffing at all the 'tourists' walking past - including Shane. Both the first bar and another later in the night had a cat, and now that I think about it last time we came there was a cat at another bar we drank at too! I love it! We did giggle about the girls in their red rooms, most of them perhaps trying to act wanted and really busy on their mobiles making big deals or some such, and the large groups of guys wandering around appeared impressed. We were happy to have a falafel wrap and chips after so much time trying to eat around the piles of meat Russians throw on everyone's plates. Upon returning to the houseboat I took a sea sickness tablet which did help but the herbal pills kept me awake quite a while and I also had to pee quite a lot. I only remember Shane peeing once but I traipsed up to the tiny toilets often that night and also thought the soggy end of the hall meant we were sinking. When I woke up it was a gorgeous blue sky and fresh bright sun and I looked happily out our little manhole/window thing. Then we packed up and had to carry everything to the train and I wasn't so happy.