FINAL DAY – 3rd December 2012
We wake up feeling a little bit groggy and sad knowing that it’s the last day. I look out the window and it’s SNOWING! Shit. Not wanting to venture to far in this weather, we decide to have breakfast on Nieuwmarkt. A huge pancake with apples and cinnamon for me and eggs on toast for the lady. We still had a few hours before the bikes had to be returned, so we braved the elements, and headed down to the flower market. We had a stroll around and purchased some tulip bulbs, and I couldn’t help think how much nicer it would be to visit in the summer. All my trips have been between December and March, and I have never been very lucky with the weather. From here we cycled back to the bike rental place, making a quick pit stop at what I think was Greenhouse Namaste for a hot chocolate a quick joint of last night’s Super Silver Haze and a hot chocolate. The shop was completely empty apart from a local who popped in for a buy&fly. But it was nice and warm, and had comfy seating.
Once the bikes had been returned, it was on to The Anne Frank House which was just around the corner. I couldn’t believe it but there wasn’t a queue outside. I have been passed several times and there have always been really long lines. Again, this was a really interesting experience. The atmosphere inside was strange, with everyone walking between the rooms in almost complete silence. I’m glad for the opportunity to have visited the museum, and I will most definitely be reading her diary very very soon.
There were a few things we still needed to do, presents to buy – Cheese and Chocolates for the family and some Dr Grinspoon for a friend. That meant a buy&fly from Amnesia. The friendly budtender told me that it was fresh just in assured me that this was a kick ass batch. He spent some time talking to us and explained to us why it cost 17euros a gram (long flowering time, difficult to grow well, and low yield apparently). I wanted to demolish the gram there and then, but we had stuff we needed to do. We quickly ate and headed back to the apartment for a tidy up and to pack. I couldn’t believe it was coming to an end. We had done so much but still felt like there was a load more to do.
With everything packed and in order, we still had an hour to kill. I fancied one last smoke, but everything we had left was sealed up ready to be sent home. So I decided to grab a pre-roll from Hill Street Blues on the Market. One pre-roll of the Hill Street Special and a space cake (which I always eat just before I get on the plane) for 9 euros (?) seemed like an ok deal. We walked round to grasshopper for one last beer and a smoke. The pre-roll tasted nasty, but I expected it to. Especially since we had been smoking pure up till then. But I didn’t want to get to mashed when we were about leave, and it actually had quite a nice effect – Stoney, but not over powering.
We sat for a moment to reflect on what a great weekend we had both had. In some ways I was worried about going with my Girlfriend as I thought we would want very different things, and that we might end up killing each other. But I think we got the balance just about right. We both agreed we would come back together as soon as possible, and next time, I can lead the way
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