Haiku, ok smarty pants so i had to look it up, i get you, i thought it was the dance before a new zealand rugby game
in brief,
the missus managed to blag a couple of days off work so we made a quick dash for the border. We got to dover tuesday midnight hoping to blag an early crossing. Would have been a result but the winds meant boats were delayed....blah...blah....
After a non-stop dash up the E19 we got to our pit stop, purple rain, Breda. The weeds good enough to get you to the Dam pleasantly wrecked so we got 1 of harer and 5 of something else, cant remember what but i know it was some haze cause they were out of the amnesia haze.
We pitched up at zeeburg wednesday night and met up with our now official dutch friends, who moved out to the dam this year.
After many years walking the streets this was our first trip.........with bikes.....
But i can say, smug, smug, that we didnt stack it once. i cant believe that, just some minor pedal indents in the shin, other than that, effortless.
You were right people, bikes, its the future.
After stocking up with 5 of labotomy from i cant remember its all a blur, maybe mellow yellow...maybe, we swaggered back thursday night through to friday for the crossing.
Short and sweet but very worth it, come on new year!
choice of weed this trip- amnesia haze (but not from yo-yo).
Only disappointment was barneys was shut because of the cup, no red dragon or sweet tooth, shame.
Back at work today, blowing leaves in the rain, if it wasnt for the weed id be a broken man, i love our dirty little secret.