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Amsterdam by www.born2travel.it

BRbrawler ·2 photographs ·1 Aug 1999 – 30 Aug 1999 ·30 days
Where
Schiphol, Amsterdam
When
1 Aug 1999 – 30 Aug 1999
30 days · trip of 1999
Who
mark brawler · @brawler · cesena
How
Travel diary
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17. 08. 1999 Amsterdam (HOLLAND) As soon as we leave the railway station of the Dutch capital, it is seven on Sunday morning, the first thing we notice is a boy with almond eyes rolling a joint. Is he already wasted early in the morning or is he continuing something begun last night? We head towards Dam square crossing a long avenue that seems to have been the theatre of a great battle only just ended. Many young people collapsed and lying on the ground resting, fragments of alcohol bottles everywhere, filters, rolling papers... Where are we? We duck into a coffee shop that displayed a large mushroom... They sold many hallucinogenic substances, I can barely hold Takx back... They let us try a powder extracted from the so-called "Psycocybe Cubensis". But evidently the dose was too small given the scant effects...

18. 08. 1999 Luxembourg (LUXEMBOURG) Arriving in the heart of the night in the Luxembourg capital we notice we are the only ones around besides another little couple of interrailers... The two Italians and the two Austrians try in vain to reach a campsite to spend the night. There are no more buses. What to do? The lovely Ancle suggests a Luxembourg City by night tour. We all accept! We leave our backpacks in the station's left luggage and start wandering the streets of the city, empty and silent at that hour. Towards one o'clock a rainstorm begins to rage... It is cold. We shelter under a bus stop then decide to return to the station but it is closed. We manage to get in through a secondary entrance but the ticket inspector chases us off rudely. It is 4 and it opens. I immediately grab my backpack and put on a pair of long trousers and a sweatshirt.

We fall asleep at once, each on his own backpack, missing the train that would have taken us to Paris!

The journey's photographs

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Tourist in red jacket wearing giant painted wooden clogs, Dutch souvenir shopYoung man in white cap and red jacket holds a basket in a supermarket

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