Date: May
1998
What I Remember:
Red Light district proves you can get too much exposure and become desensitized. 100 fl (roughly 40 bucks) gets you just about
anything you want (and maybe a couple diseases you don’t want). Some of these women should put their clothes back
on!
“Coke?” “Sorry, I don’t
have any.”
Driving all over the country – Rotterdam, Gouda, Delft, and many other places. Weekend trip to Belgium, Luxembourg, Germany.
The food festival in Antwerp.
Brussels – the Atomium - What the hell is that thing supposed to be?!
Battle of the Bulge - Bastogne.
Koln – amazing gothic architecture. Ein
kaffe, bitte. My Deutsch is coming back to
me.
Living in a genuine Dutch house in the middle of town near Baan’s offices.
I almost hurt myself trying to speak Dutch; G is pronounced like you’re spitting up
phlegm.
One of the best photos I ever took – the windmill along the canal.
Zanser Schanz (sp?) with working windmills. A recreated Dutch village.
Driving across the dike (– and not leaving a mark on her).
Being 2 days late for the bulbs, but just in time to get a giant shopping bag full of
bulbs for 10 fl (about 5 bucks)
What I Brought Back:
A piece of Delft porcelain from Holland; An impressionist
tapestry from Brussels that hangs in the family room and a “Manikin Pis”
statuette and a t-shirt.
DATE:
May 2000
What I Remember:
Dinner on the beach in Den Haag. Collecting
a bucket load of seashells for the girls.
OK, the red light district has gotten boring.
What I Brought Back:
t-shirt and gummy dicks
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| The canals in Amsterdam ripple through
the city in concentric horseshoes. Although I
never actually saw any of the residents, people live on these long, narrow canal boats. Sleep-walking under these conditions could be very
hazardous. |
The tour boats barely fit under the
bridges. Watching them you bend your knees
and tuck your neck into your shoulders in a subconscious effort to help them clear the
girders with the help of some body English. |
Finally, Breakfast buffet - Dutch
style. “What type of bread would you
like?” |
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| A Dutch parking lot. There are bicycle paths (and bicyclists)
everywhere. You could traverse Holland on
bicycle without ever riding in a street or on a sidewalk. |
What series of photos from Holland
would be complete without the obligatory windmill. This
one is within walking distance (assuming you have very good legs) of Amsterdam
center. |
The “coffee houses” in
Amsterdam don’t serve coffee. Instead
they serve a variety of special substances for smoking.
Any guess what this one sells? Smoking
marijuana is legal in Amsterdam, but is discouraged in all but these places. Most restaurants have signs that say “no
marijuana or hard drugs permitted”, just as in America you find “no shirt, no
shoes, no service”. |
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| A working windmill in the Dutch
countryside |
Wooden shoe shop |
Home-sweet-home for 2 weeks in May,
1998. |
