An early start this morning as mother Reilly drove me through to Edinburgh airport, and the discussion soon turned to trying to remember which James Bond film had the gondola chase scene through Venice in it. Neither of us could remember, so if you know leave it in a comment as it's driving me nuts and googling is cheating.
After that stimulating conversation, I saw something I couldn't quite believe. The plane being boarded before mine was bound for Greenland, and it was full! Do these people not know if they waited an hour to walk through that door they wouldn't be going to a place full of ice, they'd be going to a place full of hookers and drugs? The stupidity of some people!
The flight was not uneventful either, as I was sat next to a man I nicknamed "Weegie Boab" in my head, who proceeded to tell me "Moan the weed". Clearly Amsterdam attracts a highly intellectual crowd.
After getting checked into the hostel, I decided to go for a wander, having no map and no actual clue where I was. Predictably after an hour, I was lost in the middle of nowhere. Thankfully my bloodhound like sense of smell (which is being worked overtime in this town) managed to get me back on the beaten track and headed towards the hostel again, at which point I came across the famous Bulldog coffeeshop, around the corner from the comically named "Grill Toby" kebab shop.
After an afternoon of drinking coffee, I decided to go for a nap as the coffee aroma was very strong and had made me somewhat dazed.
As I write I've just woken up extremely excited as they are going to be showing Dunfermline v St Mirren tonight, which has got game of the season written all over it in invisible ink. Who knows, I may go down to a local fruit and veg shop to get one of my five a day. It would be rude not to wouldn't it?
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