This ones a little longer, hope i dont bore you....
Day 2
Woken by a text message "all flights to dam cancelled, bell you later"...i thought, beautiful, wonderful, extra sleep "Talk to me".. (fonjackers terry tibbs for those that dont know) lol so back to sleep for a bit before getting up properly. Wake n Bake with a Big-Red zoot, really wanted to get some sativas for the morning but most greenage from a*dam will do the trick and the Big-Red was sufficient. So we are finally up and decide to go to the supermarket near dam square for some supplies. Supermarket is found with ease, basket each and the 3 of us part ways into this well lit space full of munchies, blinded by the lights, i smell coffee...mmm cofffeeeee, theres a woman giving away free samples of coffee, lovely jubbly, couple of those and i perk up a bit and start filling my basket. The 3 of us bump into each other in the crisps section (someones report mentioned bugles, thankyou!!! they are the ultimate stoner-munch), then the cake section, then the sandwich making section, i.e. ham and cheeses. We are all sorted apart from drinks, we get milk, tea, coffee, water all the essentials then its the beer section. theres a pack of 6 heinekens for 4e, not bad, 12 for 6e even better, that'll do, round the corner its the crate section

crate of 24 bottles of Heineken for 8.40e.. Bargain!!!! thats shopping sorted...oh wait toilet paper!! Someone was conscious enough to remember our apartment had no loo roll so quick run back through the ailses and the paper is located. What type of accommodation comes with no bog roll, okay we are self catering but that was taking the piss. Anyways, I get the short straw and have to carry the crate of beer home, not such a good idea now but fuck it, had to be done. As im falling up the billion 2 inch wide and half a cm long steps to our apartment with a crate of beer, the cleaner pops his head out from one of the apartments below us, "you need these" its two rolls of toilet paper...yeah cheers mate, ive been holding a shit in since 3am, its now 12.30pm! So we go from no rolls to 6 rolls and all this rolling is making me wanna roll some proper shit

Another big red and theres about a spliff left for later, im pretty stoned now and i get the text from Chris saying still delayed can you get my rave ticket from the Melkweg. Bollox, Chris was a late addition and hadn't got a ticket for the rave, there was a limited 150 left on the door so our next mission was chosen for us. Quick sandwich each and a bowl of cereals, more coffee and we are now off to find the melkweg.
We decide to get a tram so jump on the side of one, and forget to pay, we realise mid stop and Jon gets panicky about not paying and at the next stop freaks out and runs off the tram, me and sam are pissing ourselves but follow. The tram pulls away and we are now walking, what the fuck that was about i dont know but we are in fits of laughter from it. Another tram pulls up so we get on the front and try to pay, the driver points us to the small ticket desk in the middle of the tram which the one before didnt have..lol so we eventually pay and get off 10 mins later where we think the melkweg is. Now ive plotted the location of the club on my ACD map so we are following my directions but ive sort of mis-calculated it a tad and we are now lost. I had it down as near the Sanementereng, that mad one with all the nicknacks so had secretly wanted to go there as soon as we got the ticket, we ask a few people and its actually near the bulldog palace...d'oh. We get the rave ticket, start walking towards Central Station and i see Dolphins coffeeshop....Hallelujah. This is a must for me, so we go in, get a coffee each, i get a gram of White Dolphin for 10e and head downstairs, without spilling my drink

we grab a sofa section, I wrap a WD spliff up and we chill for an hour. The Dolphin was pretty good, was prepackaged, came in one bud which was nice, a good smoke that got me lean whilst trying to watch a film in silence with dutch subtitles....hmmm. My mind was wandering and i was thinking about the Greenplace and Grey Area, i was determined to go there at some point on my trip but could barely move from the sofas, very comfy. Phone rings, its Chris, ive landed, waiting for a train. So we knew we had 20 mins to get to Central. Phone rings again its my pals Scott and Al, they've just got to Central Station via different flights, and are heading for the nearest CS. We walk to Central Station from Dolphins successfully, greet Chris, phone the others and head to Route 99 where they are plotting up for a bit. Hold on, they are two people down, whats happened? The two girls that were coming with them were still at customs, one had lost their passport between airports and was likely to get deported, plus they had the reservation details of the apartment they were staying in, Shiiiittt! Still Scott and Al didnt care at the time, they'd got a bag of Orange bud each and Scott got some Crimera Blue and looked suitably stoned. I popped downstairs to the counter and got some Crystal for 12e. I remember all the deals coming in 12e quantities, but cant remember the weight, i think it was around 1.5 - 1.6. Had a spliff of that, very nice with a good kick, was very crystally but honestly cant remember it being amazing, just nice....what was up with me i was stoned one minute, high the next but nothing was playing the drums on my tastebuds. Scott turned round to me and said try this, the Crimera Blue....very nice, i only had a couple of puffs but you could taste the slight fruitiness in it,that was his strain of the trip. I wanted to roll one for myself as i prefer my own spliffs, i do the backwards roll and find it changes the spliff for the better but soon forgot about it. With nowhere to go we invite the others to ours to dump their bags off for a bit and have a beer and a spliff. I show Chris our room and our "ample storage space" which was the bedroom description on the internet, haha we had a mashed up, pissed standalone clothes rail with 3 hangers and that was it. Few spliffs and beers later everyone suddenly starts staring at me, pointing and shouting "what the fuck" i freak out and fly out of my chair, "WHAT?!!??!" its a frigging mouse running behind my head on a shelve...sweet this place comes with pets lol...ah well it was fairly cheap. After that excitement, Scott and Al leave looking for a hotel and we start to get ready for the Rave; Innovation in the Dam Drum and Bass dance event.
We get a cab there as its been raining, hailing, snowing the lot. The cabbie drops us off outside bulldog palace for 9e and points in a direction then drives off, "what direction did he point to?" "fuck knows" ...we get fucking lost again!!! I cant believe we get a cab to the club and still get lost!! We were even there in the daytime, its unbelievable jeff!! I grab a burger from BK then we notice a load of ravers doing the same so we follow them to the club...it was literally round the corner but we kept going round the wrong corner...anyways we made it. Its 11pm, no queue, no search now thats what i call a club. Dj SS is on, we grab a drink, 5e pint of heineken and settle in amongst the 1000s of ravers, system is banging and im starting to feel the vibe. Short while later we bump into Scott and Al and the girls, they'd made it past the airport, phew. Quick chat to the girls about their ordeal, look round at Al and Scott..their off their tits!!!

apparently Scott had been on the gear since route 99 and Al...well Al is just Al hes always buzzing after midnight on the weekend, he had a few bombs of Mandy (MDMA) and so had Scott. Hmmmmmm i hadn't really thought about getting on it but was now contemplating it..the thought soon left my head though as i was getting a bit typsy. A short while later, Al puts a bomb in my hand and has a frightened look in his eyes..."eat it before i do"...well ive gotta take one for the team i suppose so down it goes. Not long later Chris, Jon and Sam are doing the should I, shouldn't I, as the pill dealers are walking about. One after another they ask me if im gonna do one, i tell em about the Mandy AL gave me for nothing and that makes the decision for them. Chris gets one and gives me half...sweet, Sam does the same...jon does his own thing. So within 20 minutes ive done a bomb of mandy and two half star treks all for free and i haven't even bought a round yet lol. A couple more beers and me and Scott go hunting for the smoking room. We find it with ease...just follow the ganja trail

I roll a Crystal spliff and Scott is still smoking the Crimera Blue which he is still banging on about, spliffs always taste real good in a nightclub as you get whiffs of other joints teasing your nose all night. At this point my body doesnt know what to do, am i pissed, stoned, coming up....i just feel a bit fidgety and weird but still enjoying the bud and the atmosphere.....spliff finished we head to the dancefloor, the bass is thumping through me like a hammer as we get closer and closer...we walk through the crowds to a nice spot in the middle and the laser beams are playing tricks with my eyes, a big tune comes in, bassline drops and BANG!! Ive come up like a good'un...

Everythings kicked in at once and from this point it all sort of merges into one long progressive buzz....then Andy C comes on and absolutely tears up the dancefloor, everyone, all 1500+ people are buzzing and jiggling around like...well like a bunch of nutters..what a great set! From this point till about 5am i am in a wonderful place..I recall being on my own for ages in the same spot near the front just mellow but high and tingly, it was one of the best buzzs id had in ages. Sam comes up to me and says Als been thrown out, i remember saying "cool" and then he walked off, a while later Jon comes up to me and says the same thing, i say "i know" he shrugs his shoulders and starts ravin it up next me, a few moments later Sam comes back in a panicky mood and says "what you doing, Als been thrown out"...me and Jon both say in unison "we know" and carry on till the decks needle had seen the last bit of vinyl. Apparently everyone was leaving as Al got thrown out for being too fucked and Sam had sent Jon in to get me after trying to get me to leave himself..lol i wasn't leaving for shit! Rave finished, we walk out with no aggro, no pushing, anything, the melkweg is officially a pukka nightclub in my books (better than last year). We get a cab back to the apartment for 20e, double what we paid going but fuck it, its to be expected i guess. We settle in front of the telly still buzzing but slowly coming down, spliff after spliff, big red finished, crystal finished, white dolphin tucked into to.....ahh spliffs on a comedown..perfect. Got to bed around 6 - 6.30 but not before a phone call from the others, Scott had left the club early which i didnt even realise and had the key to their apartment, the rest of them got home, rang him up to open the door, he came down, opened the door and SLAM. He'd let the apartment front door slam shut as he opened the main door with the key still inside...hahaha they were locked out at 6 in the morning. What a nightmare they'd had, they had to pay 50e call out charge to get let back in. With that bit of humour i was off to sleep with an even bigger grin on my face than the night before.
Day 3 to come.