What happened next....

Day 3

I woke up early and went downstairs for breakfast. Two pieces of toast and jelly, and some coffee. I ended up not eating the entire day and instead went to Boom again, this time for a 4 hour workshop. Basically a level 1 class, but for me, a chance to exercise the improv muscles; This Thursday is the jam and I will be getting on stage.

Typical Amsterdam, it was sunny when I was getting ready to go to the class, but poured on me as I was walking there. Then during the class the weather flip-flopped again, and I ended up getting rained on on my walk home.

The rest of the day and night ended up being dry and warm. I ended up breaking down and visited a Mongolian restaurant next to Boom. It was really tasty and it was good to have a huge meal finally.

Wandered around the city and ended up later going to an Indian restaurant with one of my roommates, Marika, a girl from Finland, and Sarah, from Melbourne Australia, and Wes, a guy from Canada, and Mike from San Jose. The food smelled awesome, but the waiter gave us some attitude because two of us didnt eat and only ordered wine.

"Ordinarily we dont do that, but I will make an exception this time.."

After that we walked back to our general area and around the Leidesplein, to a small lounge-club that is only 4 weeks old and ultra hip called Njoy. We hung out for one drink and listened to electronic music and admired the sleek interior, all white, design. There werent too many people in the place, actually we were the only people in the downstairs bar, so once we grew bored of the custom sound system, we walked back to the heart of the Leidesplein and to the Bulldog - a famous or rather infamous coffeehouse and bar. Let me tell you, I dont understand the reason it is so well known, other than they must be doing a lot of advertising. Because the place truely is to be avoided. Its a bland tourist trap, just like Excalibur in Chicago is. You know the place that is trying to appeal to everyone and ends up turning most people off (except for the tourists.) The Hard-Rock Cafe type, hang-out, dance club, pool hall, sports bar combo. In a word - yukk.


The Bulldog in the Leidseplein



Mike and Sara at the club Njoy



one of the many streets around the Leidseplein


I ended up staying up till 5am back at the hostel talking with some of the people who work there. Some Americans, a guy from Australia, and another guy named Eric from Ft. Myers, FL, who has been living in Amsterdam for 4 years.

to be continued....

(I am a day behind now - Its already almost 9:30 Day 4)