Dont bunk the train to Schipol!!
- Marleybahia
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- USbongLord
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It's just not worth the grief guys... It costs what, €3,80 for a ticket?
Ticket machines are always open and failing that, there's the extra 50cents to buy your ticket at the counter...
I could maybe understand it if they were charging €15 for the single trip, but the fines can't be worth the risk, surely?
I get asked for my ticket almost everytime I travel, and I don't pick busy times specifically...
C'mon folks - it'll only get more expensive otherwise...

Ticket machines are always open and failing that, there's the extra 50cents to buy your ticket at the counter...
I could maybe understand it if they were charging €15 for the single trip, but the fines can't be worth the risk, surely?
I get asked for my ticket almost everytime I travel, and I don't pick busy times specifically...
C'mon folks - it'll only get more expensive otherwise...
- happydaze777
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I can remember taking the train to Schiphol back in the 90's (I always buy a ticket, it’s so cheap, easy to buy and = a stress free journey) and making my way to the smoking carriage to finish my stash off via my little pipe.
Although smoking was allowed on the train, my 17year old self did not realise how socially unacceptable it was to smoke in a contained public place.
I, embarrassingly smoked my pipe proudly, finishing a big bag of buds, before I realised I had been on the train for an awfully long time and the 'city scape' had metamorphosised into ordered Dutch countryside.
Moments later the guard arrived asking for tickets. My ticket was for Schiphol and I was on my way to Den Haag...
The guard was so cool, despite disapproving at the stoned British youngster stinking out his train carriage. Needless to say, missed my plane.
Every cloud has a silver lining!
Although smoking was allowed on the train, my 17year old self did not realise how socially unacceptable it was to smoke in a contained public place.
I, embarrassingly smoked my pipe proudly, finishing a big bag of buds, before I realised I had been on the train for an awfully long time and the 'city scape' had metamorphosised into ordered Dutch countryside.
Moments later the guard arrived asking for tickets. My ticket was for Schiphol and I was on my way to Den Haag...
The guard was so cool, despite disapproving at the stoned British youngster stinking out his train carriage. Needless to say, missed my plane.
Every cloud has a silver lining!
I remember the time I threw a dumper truck full of lead over the eiffel tower in Paris, while I was pounding a blunt full of northern hard. A copper tried talking to me but I think he was shocked tbh at how cool I actually am.
This other time when I was a general in the army, I was on patrol in Iraq when 273 guys with ak's opened up on me when I was on my own having a quiet chuff on some widow. Again I did not fail in being so cool it hurts; I finished my 16 oz's of buds off with my bullet proof pipe while I was dodging rounds, then completely won them over with my stoner charm and we chilled and blazed like warriors.
This other time when I was a general in the army, I was on patrol in Iraq when 273 guys with ak's opened up on me when I was on my own having a quiet chuff on some widow. Again I did not fail in being so cool it hurts; I finished my 16 oz's of buds off with my bullet proof pipe while I was dodging rounds, then completely won them over with my stoner charm and we chilled and blazed like warriors.
skinner wrote:I remember the time I threw a dumper truck full of lead over the eiffel tower in Paris, while I was pounding a blunt full of northern hard. A copper tried talking to me but I think he was shocked tbh at how cool I actually am.
This other time when I was a general in the army, I was on patrol in Iraq when 273 guys with ak's opened up on me when I was on my own having a quiet chuff on some widow. Again I did not fail in being so cool it hurts; I finished my 16 oz's of buds off with my bullet proof pipe while I was dodging rounds, then completely won them over with my stoner charm and we chilled and blazed like warriors.