Mayonnaise Cone
Amsterdam is sweet in the summer.
I got this giant mayonnaise cone with a few chips stuck in it. I ate the whole damn thing and then felt a little sick, but it was all worth it.
The Giant tells me that during World War II the Germans appropriated all of the bikes from the Dutch which were then melted down to make bayonets or other things to poke people with, I imagine. Bunch of bike stealing bastards. Can't even enjoy a good live show either (see Ludwigvanbeethovenshiffen).
When I ventured out late in the day (I had a lot of work to do) I ran into this little situation. I noticed a large group of people gathered around a tram, and was convinced that someone had been run over. It's a goddman miracle that more people aren't maimed by either trams or bikes in this city. The ruthless nature with which people commute, coupled with substance abuse and squared by a system of canals, bridges, gangways and moats makes it nearly possible to walk to a Febo without taking your life into your own hands. Anyway, as it turns out, no one was run over, but 2 trams had collided (albeit very slowly) and were stuck together in the middle of the street. The police were very upset that I was taking a picture, actually maybe embarrassed is the word. The Dutch are a proud people when it comes to those stupid tram things.
Off to Brussels tomorrow on my culinary tour of Western Europe. I'll be having one of those waffle jobs, thanks.
I got this giant mayonnaise cone with a few chips stuck in it. I ate the whole damn thing and then felt a little sick, but it was all worth it.
The Giant tells me that during World War II the Germans appropriated all of the bikes from the Dutch which were then melted down to make bayonets or other things to poke people with, I imagine. Bunch of bike stealing bastards. Can't even enjoy a good live show either (see Ludwigvanbeethovenshiffen).
When I ventured out late in the day (I had a lot of work to do) I ran into this little situation. I noticed a large group of people gathered around a tram, and was convinced that someone had been run over. It's a goddman miracle that more people aren't maimed by either trams or bikes in this city. The ruthless nature with which people commute, coupled with substance abuse and squared by a system of canals, bridges, gangways and moats makes it nearly possible to walk to a Febo without taking your life into your own hands. Anyway, as it turns out, no one was run over, but 2 trams had collided (albeit very slowly) and were stuck together in the middle of the street. The police were very upset that I was taking a picture, actually maybe embarrassed is the word. The Dutch are a proud people when it comes to those stupid tram things.
Off to Brussels tomorrow on my culinary tour of Western Europe. I'll be having one of those waffle jobs, thanks.
posted by L at Monday, May 08, 2006
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