So what did you see in AMS? Well, we have pictures, no wait…
Posted: Thu 21st Jul 2016 06:50 pm
For some of you the following may be a very well know dilemma: What to tell certain members of your family, friends or maybe professional associates about your latest holiday blast to AMS?
“We go for the museums and culture!” are probably some of the more worn out “excuses”. “We go for the food” could also be one, although those in the know may bust you here, as AMS is far from the #1 pick for a culinary destination in Europe and there are other warmer and cheaper places to go.
Although we do not exclusively spend our time in AMS in CSs and doing smoking related stuff (at least not for the last few of our trips), this does take up a very sizeable chunk out of our time whilst visiting. So a few trips back we came up with a brilliant scheme to address the issue. At least that is what we thought in our, perhaps, somewhat inebriated state having some good tokes and planning for the upcoming trip. Ah, the best laid plans of mice and stoners…
The plan was as follows: Buy one dedicated disposable cam (this was before digital cameras were cheap enough to take on such a stoner’s trip, forget camera phones), spend half a day walking around to the major sights and get pictures of them (and a few of us there). One full week of holiday pictures in half a day, check! and almost a full weeks “time off” for having fun, check!
Cut to the third or fourth day into our trip and we remember our brilliant plan. Time for an update, half a day is way too long to spend hoofing it around snapping pictures of sights when you don’t even get to see any of them properly (lame ass lazy smoker’s excuse yellow alert going off here!). How about we just take trams around to the sights that are nearest good CSs and snap pictures of these? Plan = updated!
But wait, now we have to plan further because we almost never go by tram, so it is a bit of route planning, looking at the ACS map for clues where to go…
“Hey, let’s walk down to ‘t Nes and have a little toke and finish the plan!” “Great idea, let’s go!”.
So we are off to Nes, planning along the way. As we walk over dam square we spot the bike-taxis sitting there and as soon as we hit Nes we instantly agree that our plan is in dire need of an update! It is much faster, we agree, to take a bike-taxi around to the different sites and these guys must know where the sights are (smokers that sees opportunities for tokin enroute and being able to b&f if they spot a good CS red alert blaring like crazy here!).
So we skin up a few for the first leg and, toke up (you know for the really long walk from Nes to the square) and hit the street. We spot a dude that looks friendly and approach him for a little negotiation. We quickly agree on a deal that seemed more than fair to us, but of course slide in the “tokin allowed at all times” clause in our verbal contract.
We are off, and the first sight is, obviously, tweede kammer, because as Mr. CC put it “you can’t go on a fake bike-taxi sightseeing tour without some good ice to go along, there are rules!”.
Mr. CC dashes into 2e and the bt is quick to recommend the waterworks and dutch moonshine (Mr. CC might have “accidentally” asked for some powerful stuff). A g of each richer we are off to see the first of the sights.
Traveling along with this guy on the pedals turns out to be a great ride, he spoke several languages (could pick up a word or two here and there of or chitchatting in Danish), but seemed only to use English for anything else than his rather special way of reminding other cyclist, car drivers and especially pedestrians that he had the right of way (even though he most of the time did not). He would swear and cuz at them like an angry old sailor in whatever of the five or six languages he apparently mastered and found to be most appropriate for whomever he was chewing up verbally. As soon as they showed any hint of giving way, though, he was the nicest of fellows and would follow up on his ramblings with at least one “danku well” and “thanks”.
We found the antics and personality of our driver very entertaining and besides his chewing up random people he was very knowledgeable about different sights and the dutch / AMS culture in general. He even shared a few puffs on one of the spliffs (containing waterworks, and a lot of it) but quickly declared that it was probably not “a biking sort of smoke” we were having us and passed on the next many offers.
Now, the funny guide and heavy toking combined did wonders for the entertainment of the whole ordeal, but it also impaired our already dulled judgment enough for us to agree that it was perfectly fine snapping most of the pictures on the fly. We planned only to get off for those that desperately needed our presence (which we agreed could not reasonably be expected to be more than two or three) or that were hidden from direct view from the street. Great idea, more sights and more time for smoking then!
So we are blazing through AMS (in more ways than one), but agree after the Night’s Watch that we had enough of this getting off and back on the bike ride (it being the first one where we were not required to be in but was out of the way). We end up having a great time and snap very good (and several) pics of at least 10 spots around the city. Mission accomplished and CopenhagenCouple is off to get lost again.
Cut to at least six years later and CC are going through some old stuff preparing for a move when we find a bag of old disposable cameras, all exposed. Not even knowing if they were still any good we turn them in and have a great laugh at some of the picture of us sitting in CSs and having fun over a period of several trips.
One set of pictures puzzle us though. The first ten or so pictures are not recognizable as anything other than a blur of motion or some orange / fleshy colored thing.
About ten or twelve pictures in the other shoe drops as we find a picture of a very, very stoned looking Mrs. CC standing in front of a fountain that our bike guide convinced us (before we got there) was the only waterfall in AMS, smiling gleefully at the genius of our secret plan to fool everyone with our stealth photo mission...
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“We go for the museums and culture!” are probably some of the more worn out “excuses”. “We go for the food” could also be one, although those in the know may bust you here, as AMS is far from the #1 pick for a culinary destination in Europe and there are other warmer and cheaper places to go.
Although we do not exclusively spend our time in AMS in CSs and doing smoking related stuff (at least not for the last few of our trips), this does take up a very sizeable chunk out of our time whilst visiting. So a few trips back we came up with a brilliant scheme to address the issue. At least that is what we thought in our, perhaps, somewhat inebriated state having some good tokes and planning for the upcoming trip. Ah, the best laid plans of mice and stoners…
The plan was as follows: Buy one dedicated disposable cam (this was before digital cameras were cheap enough to take on such a stoner’s trip, forget camera phones), spend half a day walking around to the major sights and get pictures of them (and a few of us there). One full week of holiday pictures in half a day, check! and almost a full weeks “time off” for having fun, check!
Cut to the third or fourth day into our trip and we remember our brilliant plan. Time for an update, half a day is way too long to spend hoofing it around snapping pictures of sights when you don’t even get to see any of them properly (lame ass lazy smoker’s excuse yellow alert going off here!). How about we just take trams around to the sights that are nearest good CSs and snap pictures of these? Plan = updated!
But wait, now we have to plan further because we almost never go by tram, so it is a bit of route planning, looking at the ACS map for clues where to go…
“Hey, let’s walk down to ‘t Nes and have a little toke and finish the plan!” “Great idea, let’s go!”.
So we are off to Nes, planning along the way. As we walk over dam square we spot the bike-taxis sitting there and as soon as we hit Nes we instantly agree that our plan is in dire need of an update! It is much faster, we agree, to take a bike-taxi around to the different sites and these guys must know where the sights are (smokers that sees opportunities for tokin enroute and being able to b&f if they spot a good CS red alert blaring like crazy here!).
So we skin up a few for the first leg and, toke up (you know for the really long walk from Nes to the square) and hit the street. We spot a dude that looks friendly and approach him for a little negotiation. We quickly agree on a deal that seemed more than fair to us, but of course slide in the “tokin allowed at all times” clause in our verbal contract.
We are off, and the first sight is, obviously, tweede kammer, because as Mr. CC put it “you can’t go on a fake bike-taxi sightseeing tour without some good ice to go along, there are rules!”.
Mr. CC dashes into 2e and the bt is quick to recommend the waterworks and dutch moonshine (Mr. CC might have “accidentally” asked for some powerful stuff). A g of each richer we are off to see the first of the sights.
Traveling along with this guy on the pedals turns out to be a great ride, he spoke several languages (could pick up a word or two here and there of or chitchatting in Danish), but seemed only to use English for anything else than his rather special way of reminding other cyclist, car drivers and especially pedestrians that he had the right of way (even though he most of the time did not). He would swear and cuz at them like an angry old sailor in whatever of the five or six languages he apparently mastered and found to be most appropriate for whomever he was chewing up verbally. As soon as they showed any hint of giving way, though, he was the nicest of fellows and would follow up on his ramblings with at least one “danku well” and “thanks”.
We found the antics and personality of our driver very entertaining and besides his chewing up random people he was very knowledgeable about different sights and the dutch / AMS culture in general. He even shared a few puffs on one of the spliffs (containing waterworks, and a lot of it) but quickly declared that it was probably not “a biking sort of smoke” we were having us and passed on the next many offers.
Now, the funny guide and heavy toking combined did wonders for the entertainment of the whole ordeal, but it also impaired our already dulled judgment enough for us to agree that it was perfectly fine snapping most of the pictures on the fly. We planned only to get off for those that desperately needed our presence (which we agreed could not reasonably be expected to be more than two or three) or that were hidden from direct view from the street. Great idea, more sights and more time for smoking then!
So we are blazing through AMS (in more ways than one), but agree after the Night’s Watch that we had enough of this getting off and back on the bike ride (it being the first one where we were not required to be in but was out of the way). We end up having a great time and snap very good (and several) pics of at least 10 spots around the city. Mission accomplished and CopenhagenCouple is off to get lost again.
Cut to at least six years later and CC are going through some old stuff preparing for a move when we find a bag of old disposable cameras, all exposed. Not even knowing if they were still any good we turn them in and have a great laugh at some of the picture of us sitting in CSs and having fun over a period of several trips.
One set of pictures puzzle us though. The first ten or so pictures are not recognizable as anything other than a blur of motion or some orange / fleshy colored thing.
About ten or twelve pictures in the other shoe drops as we find a picture of a very, very stoned looking Mrs. CC standing in front of a fountain that our bike guide convinced us (before we got there) was the only waterfall in AMS, smiling gleefully at the genius of our secret plan to fool everyone with our stealth photo mission...
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