1992 Family trip to Holland..
Parent, brother, sister, myself and me m8.
Left for harwich in dads car, sailed to the hook..all very normall so far, nice ferry etc managed to arrive at zandvoort several hours later without any problems.
Went to a centre parks type place..Im 18 and bored, as was my freind. The family want to visit the local town, we edecide to hire push bikes and meet them in " an hour"
Without a thought , we headed to the capital, on the pushbikes.....its was approx 4pm
We arrived after a few hours spent getting tooted at by lorry drivers telling us to get of the moterway. We parked the bikes up in a bike rack and went to look for a smoke.
Some rat looking skank approched me and started giving me hassle to buy shit of him, i said no,,several times...upon which point he grabbed my arm, produced a nice kniife and demanded my cash and leather jacket i had.My shocked reply was "f..off..if u want it u will have blood on it" he said " dont do nothing silly lads i have m8s" and sure enough a few more skanks in a doorway or 2 gave a nod..I wwas being mugged! I took the change out my pocket, showed it to him, and lobed it straight at him, and ran like fukery back onto the main street and towards the station..He didnt chase us.
We wondered what to do and just thhough we would " go back in" and i turnt my reverable jacket into the denmin side..
We asked a lad if he could point us to some weed..He paused, looked about on the floor and walked over to an empty baggy with about a joints worth..Tims first words were.." Its fucking everywere lads"
Tim was belgum and asked us if he could hang with us as he had travvelled on his own and was up for a party, he then procceded to show us a huge wad of cash , explaining his parents were loaded, as was he . We told him were to go , not very cool but we thought he was up to somthing, as you would maybe..
He laughed and offered to sit at a table and buy us a beer and smoke..we wearrly agreed. He then gave me and my mate a smaller wad of cash and told us to party with him, keep him company and just have fun...so we did,,,why not...he seemed ok..
We walked him to a bar called 7th heaven and spent a holy god fuck amount of cash on all sort above and below the counter..
This went on for a while in several different bars..It was great..it went on all nite..Tim was a legend...he paid my mate for a bj from some old hinese lady and we smoked a joint...My mate came back .Tim got up and said he was going to get a snack..we sat there for an hour and never saw him again..It was 5am ish and we was skint
We walk for hours looking for them bikes..we saw the bike racks everywere but none had our bike, none had any bikes..they were outside toilets.
We woke up at about 7am in a doorway being rudly kicked by a copper. We got up and walked over the the cannel, took our shoues off and did a bong ( i had brought myn from uk, a little blue one..well nice) A pcopper told us not to smoke it in the street.The holiday was over.
We tried to work out where we were, and headed in the direction of zandvoort. My mate shoplifted a carton of orange juice and i grabbed some bread..fo the jounry.
When we got back at about midnite as expected my parents were going a little mental , apparently the police had been called!..cheers copper, he could of took us home:)
So, thats about it, an average trip i think you would agree.
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