Lunch time came and it was cooking time. The biggest question I had to answer was .... How Much?

I decided on about 50g.

The crispy edge was cut off and consumed and the rest let cool, cut into 4 and bagged up to eat after parking the car. Edibles sorted.
Soon it was pick-up time, the crispy edges had floated in nicely.
This birthday trip was with three friends, S (female), T and L both male. S is L's partner so you can quash them thoughts
Arrival at the terminal was traffic free, Brownies consumed and we are through security and on the ferry by about 18:30. It is at this point that I realise that my hat, gloves and small rolling mat are still on the settee at home. Oh well, L came up trumps with a spare hat, gloves will be purchased. My big rolling mat will suffice. Luckily I packed some of those huge rolling papers and had packed my big mat a week ago ready for the big skins.
By 20:30 and a pint of Stella the Brownies have kicked in and comments are made on how strong they are. Job done.
Next thing I know I am being woken up by T with a coffee and panini. It's 07:30!! Everyone crashed before I think the boat had set sail. Fantastic nights sleep. Excellent... more money for weed.
Its a glorious morning. Cold, but, well, look at it....

Our plans were to go on the Rotterdam Bus from the Europort, find a coffeeshop, then take the Rotterdam Central to Amsterdam Central train.
20 mins and we are off the bus at Rotterdam Central. This is T's idea so he was in charge of the coffeeshop search. Wearing his Apple Watch and some iPhone hocus pocus he managed to get us here, which was closed on our first pass by. I am an Android fan but the iWatch and iPhone worked very well I am sad to admit.

Not to be defeated Apple took us here, which was open.

Small menu, only the front was open with no seating but through the rear door is a large seated area with a pool table, not sure if it opens later but did not look like it had been used in a while. The toilet was through this closed area. Facilities were clean, We were all busting by this time.
Purchased some White Widdow for 10 Euro. The 2 budtenders working were polite and seemed to be happy. They had no problems with us taking this.

By 10:10 we each had a couple of rolls made for the walk and one lit. WW did the job nicely and I was enjoying the walk back to the train. I bought another bag of the WW before we left.
Think it was about 10:20 as we passed by the first shop we saw, It was now open.
Chonged through our rolls as we walked and worked out how to get the train. I had my ChipKaarrt thing, topped up 20 euro at the service counter whilst the others bought tickets.
The journey was about an hour, just over half of this we managed to sit all nice and cosy in first class. All cosy until T lost his bottle and got us all to move seats before 2nd class filled up with passengers at Schipol.
I can live with 20 minutes, I'm still stoked off the WW. Next stop.. AMSTERDAM!!
I see it written in trip reports on a regular basis but it is true.
That awesome feeling as you walk off the train, the mass of bodies trying to get to that escalator off the platform, the clutching of your possessions as the mass of bodies turns into single file and order is restorerd as you go down. The short walk out of Central Station, the smells, the noise, the anticipation, the knowledge that your feet are gonna hurt.
The time being just after 12:00, We head left towards Nemo to see where we are living for the next few days. We were being handed keys at 12... we are running a little late and busting for the loo.
Our home from home... but no one there to meet us .


Looks like a boat... With a flag... and a locked gate.
Airbnb - have we been scammed? Phone goes straight to answer machine?
Ok.. so we make a smoke, chill and ten minutes later T receives a call to say that the guy with the key will be with us real soon. Sorry for missing the call.
Woop woop, panic is over but we are still busting for the loo.. All is not lost as out of no where Seb the key bringer arrives.
This little boat with a flag turns out to be the Tardis in disguise. It is HUGE and probably one of the coolest places I have stayed. Xbox one, PS3, Massive Smart TV with Netflix. Surround for the TV and separate speaker system with iPod input that sounds beaut. Philips Hue mood lighting, Wifi and a full kitchen with Smeg fridge. Huge corner sofa, two double beds, washing machine and dryer, wet room. oh, and there is a toilet... everyone is sorted..














Internet was fast enough.

Time for our smoking adventures to begin.
Made a couple of joints for the walk and we are set.
Stroll down Warmoesstraat and everywhere is now closed or selling booze. So sad to think I spent many a night strolling through these parts enjoying the smells of weed and alcohol, the hustle and bustle of the crowds. It just seemed lifeless. Stopped to chat to a member of staff outside Route 66. She said it is all due to a one coffeeshop per postcode rule and the nearest coffeeshop was Babylon on Beursstraat. So off we pop to Babylon.
The bud counter is right near the door and it was busy. There was a group of about 8 trying to get served and were hustling and bustling around in such a small area. We shuffled in to find we were in the middle of some heated debated between the two guys working and thi group. They handled it well. It was to do with an ID issue. One girl had tried to pass her ID to another and were refused service. I spent 25 euro in here on some Bubblegum for 10 euro and a Kush for 15.
Shopping time. Quick stop at AH Dam Sq and 4 bags full of grub later we are ready to stock up on more weed after a stop off to get some gloves. Did I tell you it was cold?
Next stop was Voyagers
Girl Scout Cookies at 15 euro and a pure sativa pre roll for the walk back home.


6pm ish. It was time to chill for a few hours, smoke up what we had and make some well needed food.
Plans are made to go out in a couple of hours.