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Shit! I cried when I had to leave. Too much ganja. Too much fucking beautiful young well developed women.. Gotta sleep for a week or so. Why am I living here????

Don't be teasing us Andy. Give up some details. Tell us about the little things. How much is good weed? Is it all good? What about the ladies? How's all that go down anyway? So they're standing/sitting in an window and you just walk by and if one works for you you walk in and negotiate a little bit? How much time do you spend with them?

Andy78 wrote:Shit! I cried when I had to leave. Too much ganja. Too much fucking beautiful young well developed women.. Gotta sleep for a week or so. Why am I living here????

Because conservatism has shriveled your soul. You can't handle happiness.

Don`t forget:they´ve got really nice beer as well.

Atta boy, Andy!

Of course, we all know you've been doing much more than just enjoying the pleasures of Amsterdam.

Atta boy, Raptor!

Why do you have to sleep for a week? Did the senior discount at the Holiday Inn buffet start too late at night?

Hey, just a suggestion but giving our most senior and tenured member a hard time before he tells us of his adventures is not going to encourage him to do so. Chill fuckers.

Motherfuckin noobs.

Shape, I didn't utilize any of the red light district types. Jump, dump, pay and go doesn't appeal to me anymore. I need to feel the chemistry and love in their eyes. The ideal are found at the museums. I hung out there a lot and met several that filled the bill. Two were Americans just looking for fun. From there to the coffee shop. Even took a lovely to dinner on that boat restaurant that cruises the canals. Then from there to my cool apartment that I rented for $300 Euro a week.
The weed was for the most part excellent. You can get a cone with at least a 1/3 oz twisted up in there for 8-10 euro. One of those would last me 2 days at least. Great food from every culture on the planet. No fat people. Women are lean beautiful with large real tits.
Shit I can't describe every detail of all the happenings in 3 weeks. All I know is that I love it there and will go back soon.

Andy pretty much nailed it. There are very few fat Dutch. And it's not infrequent to see grandmother, mother, and daughter, all lovely and slim, going about their business.

Did you go to the Banana Bar?
Did you participate in the live sex show at Casa Rosso?

After college I traveled a bit, working here and there as I went. Spent about 4 month in Amsterdam working at a youth hostel. (Tell ya one thing, nobody working in a youth hostel needs hookers to score -- there's just something about travelers...) I really loved that town. This was many years ago, but I suspect things haven't changed much at all.

They still getting around on them ubiquitous black singe gear bikes?

I still remember the Douwe Egberts coffee and steamed milk...

attaboy andy

I gotta go to bed. I'll tell you some more tomorrow.

Thud wrote:After college I traveled a bit, working here and there as I went. Spent about 4 month in Amsterdam working at a youth hostel. (Tell ya one thing, nobody working in a youth hostel needs hookers to score -- there's just something about travelers...) I really loved that town. This was many years ago, but I suspect things haven't changed much at all.

They still getting around on them ubiquitous black singe gear bikes?

I still remember the Douwe Egberts coffee and steamed milk...

@ writes the most p@th@tic letters to Penthouse.

Pinky wrote:Atta boy, Andy!

Of course, we all know you've been doing much more than just enjoying the pleasures of Amsterdam.

Atta boy, Raptor!

Just glad he didn't go here.

Hymen Asshole wrote:Did you go to the Banana Bar?
Did you participate in the live sex show at Casa Rosso?

I was there in December. I went to the Banana Bar, but was pretty disappointed. No bananas in sight, although maybe I just didn't stay late enough.
A mate of mine tried out one of the women in the Red Light District and hated it, although I didn't try. It's just not my thing.
There's a great little club there, I'll try to remember the name, with a smoking room upstairs, full of couches, that you can blaze in. Bitterzoet.. that's the name. Go there on a Wednesday night and take a couple of joints into the smoking room, it's awesome. By midnight, the room is full of you, and close to thirty gorgeous dutch girls. I don't know what it is about that club, but for some reason it attracts a ratio of about 80/20 females to males.

The weed is fantastic. I don't know what the weed in the US is like, but I've smoked some real good weed in the UK, and honestly I was blown away by the stuff there. It's noticeably cleaner, and it makes a huge difference. The thing about the weed there is that since it's a legitimate business, people have to compete. It's a pride thing, they want to be known to sell the best weed. The best coffee shops are the small out of the way ones. An eighth costs about the same as it does here, and you can get large beautifully pre-rolled joints for 2-5 euro. Between three of us we got through thirty joints in three or four days.

The city itself is beautiful. Lots to see. It's small too, so you can walk/cycle/get the tram everywhere. The women are beautiful too, and not that difficult. Overall it's a great great place. I can't wait to go back.

Glad you made it back safely, Andy. It seems like you had a great time. I hope to make it there one day.

I love Amsterdam. And I was walking around during the late November, early December.

The live sex shows were boring. The ganja was world class. I'd spend hours walking around, visiting museums, the brown cafes, coffee shops, and Das Poosenboot.

A lot of gay men talked to me. The only guy I saw whom looked like he lifted weights turned out to be a gay German leatherman, and he wanted to know if I'd found anyplace to train in town. "My dick is sore from fucking. I want to lift now". I hadn't, but we talked training for about an hour over beer and coffee.

Mickey O'neil wrote:Glad you made it back safely, Andy. It seems like you had a great time. I hope to make it there one day.

Do it after your blood test this time.

Andy78 wrote:The ideal are found at the museums.

Livin' the dream, bro. That's awesome.

So what painting do you recommend standing in front of to make the hook-up?

Turdacious wrote:

Thud wrote:After college I traveled a bit, working here and there as I went. Spent about 4 month in Amsterdam working at a youth hostel. (Tell ya one thing, nobody working in a youth hostel needs hookers to score -- there's just something about travelers...) I really loved that town. This was many years ago, but I suspect things haven't changed much at all.

They still getting around on them ubiquitous black singe gear bikes?

I still remember the Douwe Egberts coffee and steamed milk...

@ writes the most p@th@tic letters to Penthouse.

You really need to get laid already.

Thud wrote:

Turdacious wrote:

Thud wrote:After college I traveled a bit, working here and there as I went. Spent about 4 month in Amsterdam working at a youth hostel. (Tell ya one thing, nobody working in a youth hostel needs hookers to score -- there's just something about travelers...) I really loved that town. This was many years ago, but I suspect things haven't changed much at all.

They still getting around on them ubiquitous black singe gear bikes?

I still remember the Douwe Egberts coffee and steamed milk...

@ writes the most p@th@tic letters to Penthouse.

You really need to get laid already.

Quoth the 50 year old virgin...

Turdacious wrote:

Thud wrote:

Turdacious wrote:

Thud wrote:After college I traveled a bit, working here and there as I went. Spent about 4 month in Amsterdam working at a youth hostel. (Tell ya one thing, nobody working in a youth hostel needs hookers to score -- there's just something about travelers...) I really loved that town. This was many years ago, but I suspect things haven't changed much at all.

They still getting around on them ubiquitous black singe gear bikes?

I still remember the Douwe Egberts coffee and steamed milk...

@ writes the most p@th@tic letters to Penthouse.

You really need to get laid already.

Quoth the 50 year old virgin...

someone please give this idiot some attention