Circle in the Square 23-06-05

[a bollocks]

...walking hand-in-hand with the one I love, on the Leidseplein,
barefoot on the bricks, with a quiet gait,
...there is no space, no time.......

After closing down the WH on a Weds nite, a wonderfully gorgeous couple waltz toward home.

With dirty feet, and a cobblestone street, they meander through the night air..

THAT WAY!.. no, dear, it's that way. HUNH-UNH! ... yes dear.... damn you.

...a few bikes and nothing else. Hardly a sound, for it was 3:30.

This old Okie-boy was right at home. Beers in his gut, a beautiful woman by his side (with beers in her gut), barefeets, talking like we were old friends. Sometimes holding hands, sometimes tightroping the tram-rails. All times happy.

As we make our way north toward the hotel, it occurs to us that this is a special night. There is no-one else in the world. Literally. No bikes, no pedestrians. No-thing.

..as we stumble across Rokin, I want to hit the shopping straat behind it. much nicer scenery lol.
This artery, Kalverstraat then Nieuwendijk, is the best way north and south for a stroll anytime, but tonite.........
...there is magic in the air.....of course, all shops closed.... all apartments quiet, no bikes, no people, not a peep...

except for two laughey, smiley pilgrims, pilgrimming. On their way home, after dancing the night away.
We had eaten Ribs at Cafe Klos, sat in the square, sipping beers, smoking ciggies and exploring each other. We had danced at Bourbon street & the Waterhole. We had walked for miles.

now..... we came upon Dam Square.

almost 4:20 .. this time the "M" is for magic.

In one of the busiest European cities in the world, in the main square...... a chilling silence, not a creature was stirring, not a pigeon. nor a mouse.

..without thinking, we descend into hushed whispers, migrating to the center of the square. The cobblestones are different here. Our feet tell us so.

Something guided us to stand in the Circle. Chills ran up & down my spine. As I gazed into her eyes and wrap my arms around, she sighs her amazement. We stood there for an eternity. Our minds entwined within the silence, ........ and our hearts upon our lips.

There is serendipity back in my life. After all these years. I will never forget this moment.

I love you.
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[smokedawgg]

Something guided us to stand in the Circle. Chills ran up & down my spine. As I gazed into her eyes and wrapped my arms around, she whispered her amazement. We stood there for an eternity. Our minds entwined within the silence and our hearts upon our lips.

There is serendipity back in my life. After all these years. I will never forget this moment.

wow bollocks, simply amazing. did you negotiate a price for the entire evening or was it hourly?

[Boner]

Edit: Just wanted to apologise to a bollocks, looks like my joke offended - sorry dude!!

My honest opinion on his trip report is, I'm shocked you wrote it - very deep and meaningful!!


...Boner...

[chichi123]

OMG

[TrekknHil]

Where the hell is Bolly...what have you done with him???

I understood every word in this report....impossible...IMPOSSIBLE!!!

[Michelle]

A good read indeed, bollocks - thank you for sharing. Like most others I am amazed at the concept of your post actually making sense, every bit of the way ;-)

Mich

[Banks]

Very nice job indeed, Bollocks, very nice job indeed! I enjoyed the cobblestone pictures in my mind as they are usaully not so nice to this old athlete!

[a bollocks]

smokwdawg my taint is lonely for your lips.

Boner.. no biggie.. thanks!

cheech... LMAO

yeah but hilly.. did you like it?

michey what was that mysterious edit?

Banksie... it's no "Sheri" report but at least it was short LMAO!

thanks to all who read and to those who respond.

WOOT!

[Michelle]

michey what was that mysterious edit?

Not mysterious. You know, and I know. Let's leave it at that.

[chichi123]

Hey, we dont know!!!!!!!!! Quit editing!!!

[Otis]

For a guy which I can never understand stoned or straight, that was a very eloquent report, nice, enjoyed the feel of it. I was there again, walking right with ya. Please report more as you get the chance and it sure beats a bunch of babble and whooping.

Thanks.

Otis

[boneymaroni]

Nice...good one bols...pass that trophy Last Hamlet !

[Fleet]

hmmmmmmm
too much for me, I'll tell ya
Guess I'll be loadin up a big fat-assed bowl to get it.....
ummmm...ahh didn't help...
Fleeters

[MileHighDenver]

Nice one.

mhd

[LastHamlet]

This was brilliant Bollocks. Most romantic, most romantic indeed!!!
Very excellent wording and such to set the scene of the wonderfully quiet night, and yet the passion in one's heart... I may have to pass the trophy indeed, or get that red pen out :-)
Fantastic adventure Bollocks, but you know I got to ask... Did anyone warn her??? As you are a legend yourself.
Many Best Regards,
LH

[a bollocks]

thanks bono. my beot.

LH.. take the part out about Mrs. Graham's tit and print it. (obscure AtPM ref)..we are still a family newspaper... & thanks dude.


Otis. LIAR LIAR! you loved my indecipherable trip reports and you know it.

...babble... &

WOOT!

[jeanbean]

That is sooo nice. A very romantic report bols.

peace,
jeanbean

[TAK]

Absolutely one of the best trip reports yet.

And keep the babble and WOOT!!!!!!!!

Dag
TAK

[Old Hippie Dave]

I'm wit you fleet

WTF you babbling about bollocks

I think it's time you beamed up to your home planet






note to BO:
you lose....pay up

[a bollocks]

tanx ELvis.

beanie... here's to romance.

ticky-TAK. you make me blush. Garsh....

zak. you have no kloot. And, also, watch out. Payback is a mo-fo.

WOOT! (babble)

[Old Hippie Dave]

watch out. Payback is a mo-fo

COOL...........I been checken my mail but notten yet

I could use some fresh ice for this SODA

[brandx]

X

[seouleast]

A bit trite and cliche, but I'm glad you had fun.

Been a while, has it lad?


Lmmfao...

Ever Yours,

X

Yes, X.... a bit cliche, but understandable and definitely romantic. This coming from a guy I thought was a lunatic! ;-)

Good one Bols......

Your little yeller friend,
seouleast

[wEEDmAN]

that's a really beautiful set of words up there, a bollocks. nice one.

[celitolindo]

...walking hand-in-hand with the one I love, on the Leidseplein,
barefoot on the bricks, with a quiet gait,
...there is no space, no time.......
After closing down the WH on a Weds nite, a wonderfully gorgeous couple waltz toward home.
With dirty feet, and a cobblestone street, they meander through the night air..
THAT WAY!.. no, dear, it's that way. HUNH-UNH! ... yes dear.... damn you.
...a few bikes and nothing else. Hardly a sound, for it was 3:30.
This old Okie-boy was right at home. Beers in his gut, a beautiful woman by his side (with beers in her gut), barefeets, talking like we were old friends. Sometimes holding hands, sometimes tightroping the tram-rails. All times happy.
As we make our way north toward the hotel, it occurs to us that this is a special night. There is no-one else in the world. Literally. No bikes, no pedestrians. No-thing.
..as we stumble across Rokin, I want to hit the shopping straat behind it. much nicer scenery lol.
This artery, Kalverstraat then Nieuwendijk, is the best way north and south for a stroll anytime, but tonite.........
...there is magic in the air.....of course, all shops closed.... all apartments quiet, no bikes, no people, not a peep...
except for two laughey, smiley pilgrims, pilgrimming. On their way home, after dancing the night away.
We had eaten Ribs at Cafè Klos, sat in the square, sipping beers, smoking ciggies and exploring each other. We had danced at Bourbon street & the Waterhole. We had walked for miles.
now..... we came upon Dam Square.
almost 4:20 .. this time the "M" is for magic.
In one of the busiest European cities in the world, in the main square...... a chilling silence, not a creature was stirring, not even a pigeon. not even a mouse.
..without thinking, we descend into hushed whispers, migrating to the center of the square. The cobblestones are different here. Our feet tell us so.
Something guided us to stand in the Circle. Chills ran up & down my spine. As I gazed into her eyes and wrapped my arms around, she sighs her amazement. We stood there for an eternity. Our minds entwined within the silence and our hearts upon our lips.
There is serendipity back in my life. After all these years. I will never forget this moment.
.
.

BARF!!! Sounds like something written by some 13 year old girl in her diary; a girl who flunked English comp. But then, that is sort of an improvement for a bollocks

[JohnnyHempseed]

two things:

1. that WAS very beautiful and makes me want to go to AMS as much as any other excellent trip report.

2. CELITO LINDO.... do you live in Springfield MO (i do, and we have 4 or 5 mexican restaraunts with that name here)

[celitolindo]

two things:

1. that WAS very beautiful and makes me want to go to AMS as much as any other excellent trip report.

2. CELITO LINDO.... do you live in Springfield MO (i do, and we have 4 or 5 mexican restaraunts with that name here)

1. You don't read much do you.
3. Nope. I'm from west Texas. Celito lindo means "beautiful heaven." It's an old standard mariachi tune. In most Spanish-speaking countries it's a very well known song.
But I did eat in a Celito Lindo restaurant in Springfield a few months ago.

[jerkypete49]

Hey bollocks.

Who is/was the babe in your haunting, romantic narrative?

[Blackout]

wow, that really was a nice report, but you really walk barefoot around mokum? your feet are much tougher than mine...

[Bohannon]

wow, that really was a nice report, but you really walk barefoot around mokum? your feet are much tougher than mine...

...not to mention dirtier! lol

PaXXX