Day 7 - Amsterdam

Today we woke up in Amsterdam. We woke up bright and early to make sure we didn't miss any of the local flavour. People in Amsterdam don't wake up before 11:00. We had little to do. We went to a McDonalds for breakfast and had a surly McDonald's girl. The breakfast was not good. Gord was feeling stuffed up so we went for a walk as we would not meet Laura until 11:30. Gord had to use the bathroom. It cost money.



We went to Dam Square and after a hail of pigeons we met Laura. It was easier than we expected. She spoke Dutch well. But the Dutch, according to Laura, do not agree. We then tried to find a place to stay at a hostel in Jordan. They were booked solid. We went back to the Red Light district to find our other hostel. It was a Christian hostel. Included in the set of rules that we needed to abide by was the fact that we needed to be back before 2:00AM or we would be locked out. This was not good.




The rest of the day went wunderfully. We had a delightful lunch. We then saw the Sissy Boy Homeland. Ah. Home at last.



We also saw where Gord was made. The Oriental Manufacturing Co. They do amazing things with Koreans these days.

After eating some gooey bitterballen in the market, we went for a delightful picnic in Vondel Park with Laura and an authentic Dutchman. It was delicious. No one got vondeled in the park. At least we hope not. Sexy beer.



From there we spent more time looking around. We decided to interrupt Dom's romantic dinner. We went to Dom's and stayed for a while before we went back out. Suffice it to say that we went to several bars and such in the downtown before we headed back for Bible Study. Did you know that JESUS IS OUR LORD? Yeah, who knew! It was very interesting.

Oh, and then Gord puked once, twice, three times a bagel. It was possibly the worst night of his life. Well, that's not true.
Campion was peachy.

Balls,
Campion'n'Gord