My news are getting rarer as your comments/replies/feedback are decreasing as well as my new destinations. I finally made it to Amsterdam! And wow! It was everything we have heard of Amsterdam, and yet so much more. It made me think and wonder how come the Dam is so different if the Dutch are so conservative and the whole experience was just made interesting. I'll cut to the chase and share my experience. Two South Africans and one Thai crew joined me into my urban excursion while we were waiting for Petra (my very good friend from South Africa) to finish work and join us later.
So:
-We saw public male urinals in the middle of a sidewalk. It is just a stand and men pee there openly. I couldn't believe it. According to Petra, they tried a more closed-off version for females, which unfortunately turned into a cubicle for horny druggies
-The Red Light District is so open, we just 'stumbled' upon the area. Yes, it's actually like a shopping window and girls are displaying themselves cutely to passing men. I took my new camera with it's superzoom, and 'stole' a photo before we got into the area. It's highly prohibited, although no signboards saying so. I guess it's just common sense. But isn't weed illegal?
-The city is surrounded by canals and bridges and I kept thinking we were walking in circles. It was beautiful. Also, it being summer, the sun supplied us with perfect weather and only went down after 10pm
- People smoke weed on the sidewalk and the smell lingers in the air all over the city. That's just strange. Walking in a modern city where weed is legal. How is that even so? Also, there are many weed and seed shops, museums, information centres and 'colleges'.
- I've never seen so many bicycles/cyclists in my life!!! Thousands are parked everywhere, and they are old and not looked after well. It sounds like the only thing that gets stolen often in Amsterdam. It's quite frightening dodging fast cyclists, trams, buses, cars and other pedestrians. As a biker myself (in a crazy place like Dubai), I'm afraid to take on the engineless two wheels in a place like Amsterdam.
- We had pancakes for lunch - Dutch style. They put bacon and cheese, spinach or whatever is on the menu, on a pancake. I ordered in Afrikaans. Being brought up as a South African, it just tasted wrong. I kept wondering where the cinnamon sugar was. We had Heineken also throughout the day. It's originally from Amsterdam
- Meeting up with Petra was just fantastic!! Her Dutch is fluent by now and it was awesome to hear her talk to the locals. She is such a great mind and so easy to hang out with. We went to the massive iAm-sterdam sign and hanged around for a bit and ended the day with a lovely, chatty dinner.
I was lucky enough to catch Dominique (also a good South African friend) in London on my previous layover and went for a healthy vegetarian (she turned vegetarian also) picnic in Hyde Park sporting pink and red sunglasses that I acquired for our outing, haha. She will be touring Eurasia on her vespa!
Anyway, coming back to the Dutch and our history and orange - I don't know why South Africans would refer to it as their Fatherland or think that they can speak Dutch. I felt no connection and there are no similarities to the culture. The Dutch did make me feel very short though, hehe.
Nog een prettige dag toegewenst
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