Tuesday, May 10, 2005

International Mel: Final Europe Update

I've been back for three days now and figure I really need to knock these thoughts/memories out before I completely forget them:

  • So Monday night in London, I went out with my longtime friend for some drinks and she was buying and asked what I wanted and I replied "A pint of Stella (Artois)" and she gave me a very perplexed look like "Really?". Now, I've been drinking Stella as my preferred beer of choice since 2003 when Nou introduced it to me last time I went to England. A friend informs me that it is considered "Futbol Hooligan Beer" or Wifebeater Beer". I scoffed at this and proceeded to have about 5 pints and one bottle. I must say, Stella is MUCH STRONGER over there. Needless to say, I was wrecked. I feel asleep and missed my stop on the train...mind you, this was only a 15 minute train ride and I was awake for the first 5 minutes because I was on the phone. It was one of those blackout sleeps that you don't remember falling asleep. You just look around and notice that 20 minutes of your life is gone. When I relayed this story to a British girl who I had just met about how many Stellas I drank that night, without skipping a beat, she said, " Did you go home and beat your wife afterwards?"
  • Amsterdam was...interesting. I had fun..thanks to my two tour guides, Deluge and Amal. We saw Platinum Pied Pipers the first day we arrived (Tiombe Lockhart is quickly climbing up the 'i heart u' chart) and De La Soul the day before we left so I can't complain.
  • I would have liked to done more but my two traveling companions couldn't get their asses out of bed before Noon each day except the day we checked out and that's because we HAD to be out by Noon. In their defense, it is a six hour time difference and I did have a week in London to get used to the time change. Plus, I was too tired to actually fight to wake them up. I wish we had gotten to the Van Gogh Museum or Anne Frank's house but those lines are no joke. Next time, I am bringing my own loud ass annoying alarm clock.
  • We went to the Heiniken Brewery. The Heniken in Amsterdam over there tastes so smooth you would swear it was watered down (and like the Stella in UK, is stronger). During the tour of the facility, you get three free glasses of beer. By the time it was over, my friends and I went back to the hotel and feel asleep.
  • The women in Amsterdam are very beautiful but I have to say, Dutch is not a sexy language. One late night we were watching TV and there were loads of late night sex phone line ads and one of them, the girl was speaking in a sexy voice but when she said the phone number it sounded so harsh (the eights sound like a cat hacking up a furball). Too many hard consonants.
  • Yes, we did walk through the Red Light District or the Prostitute Zoo. That was also interesting. I am not going to front some of those women were FINE AS HELL. But there was something that bothered me about it. Most of them looked totally uninterested to be there. Some of them were in there window talking on their cell phones and shit. If they had a watch, they would be looking at it like "Is my shift over?". You know what they looked like? Like they were Peter Gibbons in Office Space. It's good to know that no matter where you work, people who hate their job all have the same look on their face.
  • Now, I know that people from my place of employment are aware this site exists so let me not say anything to incriminate myself. As one of my co-workers put it, I "partook in the culture".
  • Actually, let me get more into that culture. No man was meant to partake in THAT much culture. I mean the first three days we binged on culture. I had two culture shakes and a culture brownie (they really didn't affect me too much but I had the weirdest dreams). And then the last day, we had too much culture leftover and spent three hours in a coffeeshop partaking til it was all done. The fact that I got on the right plane and got my luggage was a small miracle. I will NEVER do that again. Thank God, Culture can't kill you.
  • I now hate Amerie's "1 Thing" and Snoop Dogg's "Signs" because we heard those two songs at least 4 times a day each everyday we were there.

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