At least that part has worked out - the rather fabulous weather that greeted me on arrival at Schipol on Tuesday morning was a sight for sore eyes.
I'd done a muscle in my back the day before I was due to go away on my little solo adventure to Amsterdam, so when I got in from work on Monday, all my plans centered around me grabbing a bite to eat, setting my alarms for 4am (taxi booked for 5.15am), flight leaving at 6.45am, then grabbing a few Z's so I'm not quite so blurry-eyed when I get to the Airport.
My messed-up back had other plans, of course, and left me with no rest at all, so a very tired me headed off for a shower and shave and all the usual before a bite of breakfast and the run to the airport.
Taxi bang on time. Result. Through security with my printed out boarding card, past all the others with their long queues to check in.. No problems, and through to the departure lounge. Flight was a little early if anything, and blitzed the distance between the two airports in what seemed to be the fastest I've ever seen.
By 9.30am, I was smiling in the sunshine of Amsterdam.
The train from Schipol had taken next to no time, being one of those express type things that went straight from Schipol to Centraal with no stops whatsoever. Nice.
Straight out of Centraal, I headed towards De Kuil, and finding it still closed, I turned over the road and sloped into De Kroon instead. Remembering the 2g rule in there, I thought, let's not be hasty and choose something nice and tasty.
Martian Mean Green to the rescue!
Absolutely blitzed, (much as I am right now after coming out of the Hunters for an early morning Amnesia Haze start,) I proceeded to completely bypass De Kuil and headed instead for The Green Place, where a gram of the Blueberry Cheese and a gram of Silver Haze went down a storm. I was going to head down to the road to Basjoe's and get Terminated, but I was due to meet up with AngryPirate a bit later on, so I went to the Hotel to check in and have a shower and a change.
Ended up meeting up with AngryPirate and his good lady at De Kuil, where we did some damage to a few different bags of weed, and then we headed off to Basjoe to kill some braincells, gangster-style.
James only had one little piece of the dry Terminator left, and I wanted a half gram only to try the stuff out, so AP had the dry stuff and some of the gooey oil type stuff, and I had a 1/2g of the goo.
The rest of the night remains a mystery, tbh...
All I know is we had a good time, and James left Basjoe's before we did..
Anyway, I'm running out of time on this here Internet machine doobrie, so I'll leave the final chapters and possibly some memory repair till I get back home and can make some sense of all the assorted bags of weed I worked through!
.. Good start, i remember going into De Kroon on my 420 visit, i only went in there because of the very sexy looking red skinned bud tender 
