Once again, in supremely late fashion, I am writing about my adventures in Amsterdam and London.
Amsterdam is really a much more charming city than people give it credit for. Under the layer of marijuana and prostitutes is a city of canals that, in a very european trend, has many a museum and even more canals. Canals are great for just sitting by and chillin’ like a fridge, something almost impossible to do in Singapore because of the safety railings everywhere. One more accident and everyone in Singapore will be moving around in giant rubber balls. Getting lost in the city only to find myself back at square one was an adventure in itself. Getting caught trying to take a picture was another, as was meeting nice but crazy european women, one of which who snapped at her daughter “I’m rolling a joint don’t disturb me!” and another who turned a Spice Girls song into something much more vulgar.
And of course weed was fun too.
