Last night I had a crazy time in Amsterdam. A crazy night for a geriatric that is. After a meal of young Dutch cheese on a roll with fries & mayo, I crashed at my hotel by 7.30. Yup - the promiscious city didn't have much appeal for me I'm afraid. After a week of intense sight seeing in Cape Town, a flight with a crazy old guy & navigating the train & tram system in this city, I was wiped. Last night was about recovery & I slept 14 hours...which is kind of embarrassing when I see it in print, but seemed utterly necessary. Also, I'm travelling without a watch (just to add to the excitement, I never know exactly what time it is unless I'm on a computer or near a public clock) so I had no idea really what time it was when I woke up.
Viv arrives this afternoon...so things are about to get a bit more interesting...;-)
Comments (2)
Go commando. That outta add some excitement.
Posted by Kelly | February 17, 2007 1:00 PM
Posted on February 17, 2007 13:00
lol! Well at least you're all caught up on sleep ;) Now you have no excuses for not getting crazy once Vivian gets into town. Looking forward to some great stories :)
Posted by Evan | February 17, 2007 3:25 PM
Posted on February 17, 2007 15:25