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| Written by idyke | |
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Amsterdam
Of course, as soon as we landed; I needed a good coffee to boost my levels so
early in the morning. Could we find a decent coffee bar in central Amsterdam , could we hell
as like. What we did stumble into was the traditional ‘coffee shop’ with that
distinct aroma of skunk!
I’ve done my days of smoking the ole Ganja and really wasn’t in the mood to get high at 9am . So we poodled off and got caught in the tourist side of life in central Amsterdam and managed to find an ok coffee [well actually it was crap!] and a breakfast which would see us through to the next find. I hated central. It made me feel as though I had taken the 23 bus route into Bayswater. If Amsterdam was going to resemble West London , then I’d rather go straight back home. But to our surprise, once escaping the tourist traps, the crowded places, we discovered Jordaan area, with great shops, galleries and flea markets selling the most amazing things for very little money.
Supposedly this city is known as the ‘gay capital of Europe ’. What they forget to tell you that it’s the main gay capital for boys! Although many of the bars for boys are ok about dykes stepping over the threshold, it was a hard, nay impossible feat to find a bar for women, let alone women only. I must say that I don’t shoot around to other countries trying to find the nearest gay scene though. Amsterdam in general is gay friendly, so where ever you go, it doesn’t matter if you choose to wear your sexuality on your sleeve or not – it’s all good!
To get around Amsterdam is quite easy by foot. You get to see everything you need to see although the transport system is great. I certainly felt at home in Jordaan. Get yourself a map of the city and you will see just how easy it is to get around. Prices are pretty much the same as in London, but well worth taking a bit of cash to spend in those odd quirky little places you are bound to find if you’re not just visiting for the skunk!
Red Light District
All in all a great place to hang out. Would I go back? Yes I would. Would I live there? Yes I could see myself riding a kitsch plastic flowered covered bike and living within the Jordaan area. The Amsterdam experience is your own, you do what you like, when you like and if that means you lounge everyday smoking G and hanging out at leather bars – have fun. We did!
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