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Postby Iceman » Tue Dec 30, 7:43 pm

Dampkring has food "downstairs" and and "upstairs"? Are you sure?

Nice report in a "chick flick" sorta way, heh.

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Postby luvtick » Tue Dec 30, 8:06 pm

Iceman wrote:Dampkring has food "downstairs" and and "upstairs"? Are you sure?

Nice report in a "chick flick" sorta way, heh.


I went upstairs to wait for my food and the waitress brought it to me up there...

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Postby Sir Ian of Tokesville » Tue Dec 30, 10:31 pm

luvtick wrote: We are standing outside the hotel and he looks at me and says, “I am going to kiss you now.� I say, “Ok…� and suddenly the fireworks he wanted to give me exploded above us.


GULP . . .

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Postby boneymaroni » Tue Dec 30, 10:36 pm

another very nice report....well done!

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Postby Sir Ian of Tokesville » Tue Dec 30, 11:06 pm

Part 5.1

Monday, November 24

Then I awoke on the floor of the garage . . . damn, that last bowl and the"kooky cookies" were stronger than I had planned.

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Postby theguest » Tue Dec 30, 11:23 pm

Nice to hear about the kiss. I knew it. You sound irresistable. Next time I want to hear about positions!

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Postby a bollocks » Tue Dec 30, 11:57 pm

very nice writing style.

i was wrong. This report still has legs.

any man that asks for permission to kiss is kinda gay.

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Postby USBONGLORD » Wed Dec 31, 12:30 am

i believe he told her he was gonna kiss her now, and he did,,,thats just what i heard..this bong guy sounds cool...lol

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Postby islandgurl » Wed Dec 31, 2:31 am

Yep that's exactly what you said cuz you told me about it the next night at Basjoe before she got there. Sheeeeeeeesh I've heard THIS part... c'mon juicy lol

I'm loving this trip report, my friend, you really should consider writing a book some day. :-)

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Postby luvtick » Wed Dec 31, 2:44 pm

USBONGLORD wrote:..this bong guy sounds cool...lol


mmmmmmmmmm

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Postby luvtick » Sat Jan 03, 5:06 pm

Part 6:

Tuesday, November 25

“You say it’s your birthday….it’s my birthday too, yeah…� It would be ironic to be awakened by that song today. I wasn’t, but it would be ironic. It IS my birthday. Shouldn’t I be moping around because I am another year older? OH HELL, NO!!! This is the greatest day of my life thus far, by far. I am in Amsterdam and I am now the magical age that *is* the answer to Life, the Universe, and Everything. Maybe that explains some of the bizarre stuff happening to me…from the plane fiasco to that kiss last night (this morning). Ahh…that kiss last night…

Morning music is blasting in my ears as I dance around my room deciding what to wear tonight. I take my time getting ready, even though I have only slept 2 - 1/2 hours. Maybe it’s BECAUSE I didn’t sleep much. Maybe it’s because I am looking forward to tonight. Sure a canal ride will be great; lunch in Amsterdam will be great too. It will help tick away the minutes until the sun sets and the lighters light. I check my email after I get ready and see my aunt has something she needs to take care of and she will be on the next train. That gives me an extra hour. I am starving so I decide to have a birthday breakfast of poffertijes with strawberries and whipped cream. Oooohhhhyeahhh……. The pop-up poffertijes stand is across from my hotel where the ice skating rink is. When I get there and order, the waitress tells me they are out of strawberries. Whatever…gimme cherries, please! And don’t forget that whipped cream! These are the best. Sweet, buttery, creamy….yum…but I digress…A little stroll up and down the Damrak and I find myself buying souvenirs for everyone back home. They are all getting the “Amsterdam� ski caps everyone is wearing. I buy 6 hats and a nice little glass pipe I can carry with me. Also pick up a couple of t-shirts for myself…the one in my avatar is one of ‘em . Enough money is spent, gotta have cash for stash, so I head to Café 420 to haze and blaze my new pipe then back to my room.

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After arriving back at the hotel to wait for my aunt, I turn on the TV and zone out thinking about everything that happened last night. With a big smile on my face, I nearly fall asleep when I hear my door bust open and someone comes in…CHEEBUS Christ…who the hell is in my room???? The maid. To clean the room. I guess I forgot to put the Do Not Disturb sign on my door. Heart failure. The other half of my bed is COVERED with grams, papers, filters and a pipe…Well…I am NOT smoking in my room, just like they require…F ‘em…. I am up now that my knees are full of jello…Good thing, though. My aunt will be here soon. A little fix of the hair and makeup and I go down to the lobby. Auntie shows up and hugs me in the lobby saying “Happy Birthday!� I thank her and take her up to show her my room. I made sure to put my stash in the safe…she’s a Dutch national, but she does not agree with coffeeshop culture. Too bad. She’d be a fun stoner chick. She sees my room then we head off for our canal cruise. We walk back towards Centraal Station where there are several cruise companies vying for our business. We pick one and wait for the cruise to begin. Around and through canals and into the open sea we ride. We see places I’ve been and places I have not been—they actually have a Purse and Handbag Museum...ok…really? An entire museum?? People go there? Maybe after a nice cone of Black Widow spiked with terminator…

The voyage ends and we pull up next to the pier. Thanks for the cruise, Skipper. Time for lunch. We agree to walk a bit before getting food. Toward the Leidesplein we stroll in search of a birthday lunch. We turn down a side street to see the menu for a Portuguese place…right next door to Dolphins! Mutha F’er...I’d like to go in! I haven’t been here yet. Chill. You will be in Amsterdam until Friday. Dolphins will still be here. The menu doesn’t look like what we want. That Irish pub is right here. Nope. Don’t feel like smelling stale--or fresh--beer breath. We make a decision to eat at the restaurant next to Bulldog. Tick, tick, tick…is it time to go yet? Frick, frick, frick….not yet… F this:

Hang on…we are time-warping forward… …
wewalktothetrainstationandisaygoodbyetoherandiwastetimeuntilitistimetogotobasjoe…

Is everyone ok?
Good.
Let’s proceed.

I need to make a stop at a friend’s house. They moved to Amsterdam with their kids for 1 year…I am having Thanksgiving with them and brought some ingredients from home that they could not get here (partly why my suitcase was so heavy). I find their house fairly easily. I can never find Basjoe easily, but their house? No problem…figures…Their youngest son runs to me screaming “Tomorrow is my birthday! Tomorrow is my birthday!� I scream back at him, “TODAY is MY birthday! TODAY is MY birthday!!� He giggles, he and his brother are scooted off to bed and I am invited to stay…No thanks, I am meeting a friend…see you Thursday…

Basjoe-bound. Here we go again. I am pretty sure I know where I am going now. It is still early, only 8pm. I wonder if he will be there yet…Who knows, it could take me an hour to find the place… Surprisingly, the coffeeshop is exactly where it’s supposed to be. ;) As I walk in front of the window, I see Bong spring out of his seat and rush the door like a football player headed for a touchdown. Get the hell outta the waaaaayyy!!! Before I even get to the door, he’s got it open for me. The sweet smell of the sweet leaf makes me woozy with anticipation for tonight’s debauchery. Everyone is here!

A little smoke and we decide to go do something. Anything I want, he says. Really??? You sure? Cuz I wanna do something totally cheesy and touristy…Amsterdam Dungeon! Yes! Bong, DonnyG and I make our way there. Walking, talking, holding hands, laughing, kissing and hugging on bridges…I couldn’t make this up. (sorry for the pda’s, DonnyG…) When we get to the entrance, this scary big-ish woman yells at me in a gruff voice, “YOU. UP HERE. NOW!� Yikes…ok… I am escorted to a stock, or pillory…or whatever you call it…my head and arms secured with the yoke (all the while on my tip toes…I’m only 5’2�...) and Bong and DonnyG are each given a giant ax. They have to pretend to cut off my head while I scream as loud as I can. Ok….but my smoke-laden voice box may not cooperate….I shriek my best scream and they, of course, snap a photo for purchase later. Cheese! …teeheehee… We are led to a waiting area where we, well, wait. More people scream and snap photos; and when enough arrive, the tour starts. It’s pretty good. Cheesy. But it’s Dutch cheese… Actors dressed in period costume…telling the not-so-glamorous side of Amsterdam’s history. Some things are pretty cool…like the wall of mirrors maze…and the ROLLERCOASTER! Well…it IS a rollercoaster car…and a rollercoaster track…and we do climb a bit…and roll down…and STOP. The whole “ride� is about 45 seconds total. But still…we rode a rollercoaster in Amsterdam! I think Bong and DonnyG had fun. I did. Thanks! If you like kaas, a little history, and lots of weirdness…GO! It was 21 Euros to get in, but I think it was fun.

Now that I have been sufficiently inundated with history, it is time to go to the show at DNA Genetics. We make our way to the club—it is packed! After figuring out we need to buy drink coins instead of paying cash, we get our beverages and head to the stage area. Funny…everyone is walking OUT. Hmmmm….well…looky here…an empty tall-table. In fact, the entire area has free tables. Bong and I cozy up together and share some weed while we drink our drinks. When the comsumables have been consumed, we decide to getouttaDodge since we obviously missed the show. No worries, I just rode a rollercoaster…in Amsterdam…I look at Bong and I am still on the ride of my life…

Barney’s again…and this time we get the table in back right away. Yay! No cold door! Christopher Amsterdam, and Psycho show up. (Psycho=one of the Tokyo boys…) As we get situated in our respective spots who shows up but Rappin’ Ohio from last night. He makes a beeline for the vaporizer in back by us. As he walks past us with his bag slung over his shoulder, he knocks into our Japanese friend which causes his glasses to fly off and nearly knocking him off his chair. Protective Bong addresses the situation. He politely asks the guy to apologize. Incredibly this boy only gets defensive…uh oh…is he going to start another rap war? He doesn’t apologize and in between his defensive chatter asks Bong where he is from. When Bong tells him Baltimore, the guy says,�Oh, B-more, huh?� ARGH!!!! The next thing that comes out of this guy’s mouth is, “Can you get guns there? Cuz I can get a gun in 5 minutes back home in Ohio…� WTF????? Why….where’d that come from? …ah, who cares… Bong tells him to go for it cuz he wouldn’t even make it out the door in 5 minutes before getting a beat down. Where’s your gun now? Ohio boy says he’s Irish and Polish, so he likes to argue. Bong says, “That just means you’re a drunk and you’re stupid.� Zang! Then Ohio’s friend gets involved with a battle of words. The two guys are just drunk…there is no way they could do anything as Bong would rip ‘em limb from limb….Anyways, they decide to back down and Bong predicts by the end of the night, the guys will apologize to Psycho… He is right, they do. Bong says looking at me calms him down and averts an actual bar fight. Awww...(whew…)

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The evening ends in much the way last night did. I have my escort back to my hotel…I want to ask him up, but we can’t smoke; what will we do? We can’t! I have a monthly obligation keeping me from pursuing other avenues of womanly expression… ;) I knew this before leaving on my trip. I was ok with it. I came here to smoke. Who cares? Hindsight is 20/20… (Besides, it is just ICKY to me…) Everything will be back to normal by Friday. I leave Friday. Hmmm… Guess this is how it’s supposed to be… We are as happy as two teenagers discovering the art of making out.

We kiss at the door again and again. We plan to meet tomorrow at 11:30. I go to my room. Alone. Again.

I wonder if I get charged for cold showers?

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Postby theguest » Sat Jan 03, 6:05 pm

Thanks for the installment. Did you politely tell your man that you were on the blob? Or was he starting to get confused? You never know he might like it, a lot of guys do.

btw a guy asking another guy to apologise is stupid. Asking another guy is a stupid act of machismo, he was obviously trying to impress you.

If anyone told me to apologise I'd tell them to fuck off, just like that guy did. It's not the point whether he should apolgise or not (it was an accident, after all) but who the fuck is this Bong guy to tell or ask him to apologise?

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Postby Booblarama » Sat Jan 03, 7:05 pm

A big hard hero type by the sounds.

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Postby USBONGLORD » Sat Jan 03, 8:07 pm

theguest wrote:Thanks for the installment. Did you politely tell your man that you were on the blob? Or was he starting to get confused? You never know he might like it, a lot of guys do.

btw a guy asking another guy to apologise is stupid. Asking another guy is a stupid act of machismo, he was obviously trying to impress you.

If anyone told me to apologise I'd tell them to fuck off, just like that guy did. It's not the point whether he should apolgise or not (it was an accident, after all) but who the fuck is this Bong guy to tell or ask him to apologise?
i wish you would..lol...i love to make examples ...hard to talk with yer jaw broken,,jus sayin..lol..nice report girl,always one in the crowd ..and you were not there guest ,so you have no clue how obnoxious this kid was..you would of left and i suppose thats what a forum mouth like you would do...and the story would of ended at you tellin me to fuck of..your future would of went dark and painful..id say about 2 seconds after the words left yer face..i toy with people like you....have a great weekend folks....

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Postby USBONGLORD » Sat Jan 03, 8:10 pm

Booblarama wrote:A big hard hero type by the sounds.
and i look around nowadays and theres so few of us left.....the worlds gettin soft and when ya need us,we will be here...wheres my cape?

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Postby Booblarama » Sat Jan 03, 8:11 pm

LoL

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Postby shezzuk1 » Sat Jan 03, 8:34 pm

BONGLORD...the internet hard bastard...a legend in his own tiny likkle mind...lmao

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Postby theguest » Sat Jan 03, 9:18 pm

USBONGLORD wrote:
theguest wrote:Thanks for the installment. Did you politely tell your man that you were on the blob? Or was he starting to get confused? You never know he might like it, a lot of guys do.

btw a guy asking another guy to apologise is stupid. Asking another guy is a stupid act of machismo, he was obviously trying to impress you.

If anyone told me to apologise I'd tell them to fuck off, just like that guy did. It's not the point whether he should apolgise or not (it was an accident, after all) but who the fuck is this Bong guy to tell or ask him to apologise?
i wish you would..lol...i love to make examples ...hard to talk with yer jaw broken,,jus sayin..lol..nice report girl,always one in the crowd ..and you were not there guest ,so you have no clue how obnoxious this kid was..you would of left and i suppose thats what a forum mouth like you would do...and the story would of ended at you tellin me to fuck of..your future would of went dark and painful..id say about 2 seconds after the words left yer face..i toy with people like you....have a great weekend folks....


You hard man. Let me please eat your dick I know you want it. So you would have punched me eh? Would that have impressed your chick? Would that have got you the 4th base you were so desperate for?

Obnoxious or not, I don't tell people I barely know to apologise.

You tell a child to apologise. You don't tell a grown man how to conduct himself, that's for him to decide how he treats others and learn from the consequences.

What you did is tantamount to telling a parent how to raise their kid. No sane adult likes to be told what to do.

Why tell or ask someone to apologise? An apology is meant to be sincere not forced. Just admit it that you were trying to act the big fucking man to your girlfriend?

Arrogant, grade "A" twat, you're lucky you didn't get smacked in the face.
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Postby Booblarama » Sat Jan 03, 9:52 pm

Yup the whole show of bravado was alas about gettin his knob wet.

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Postby a bollocks » Sat Jan 03, 10:51 pm

USBONGLORD wrote:
theguest wrote:Thanks for the installment. Did you politely tell your man that you were on the blob? Or was he starting to get confused? You never know he might like it, a lot of guys do.

btw a guy asking another guy to apologise is stupid. Asking another guy is a stupid act of machismo, he was obviously trying to impress you.

If anyone told me to apologise I'd tell them to fuck off, just like that guy did. It's not the point whether he should apolgise or not (it was an accident, after all) but who the fuck is this Bong guy to tell or ask him to apologise?
i wish you would..lol...i love to make examples ...hard to talk with yer jaw broken,,jus sayin..lol..nice report girl,always one in the crowd ..and you were not there guest ,so you have no clue how obnoxious this kid was..you would of left and i suppose thats what a forum mouth like you would do...and the story would of ended at you tellin me to fuck of..your future would of went dark and painful..id say about 2 seconds after the words left yer face..i toy with people like you....have a great weekend folks....


uhhh.. the guest knows karate and about 10 other asian words.

sayonara?
how do you say 'fuck-off' in Cantonese.

yes Bongo you are definitely a MAN!

btw.. i will swim in the red river, but never drink from it.. unless drunk on some gasoline.

Guest pegged it perfectly.

oh and very nice report, LuvSpunk.

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Postby USBONGLORD » Sun Jan 04, 12:03 am

sorry...the kid was 21 and drunk...not a child..perfect fodder...never said i would have punched you..just thought it would be fun to...probably would want to at least...lol...oh by the way,everyone in barneys thanked me when ohio boy and his irish tough guy mate slinked out the door..they bought us drinks all night..jus sayin...should of seen em shakin..lol..i just really need to look at ya..you'll know,the eyes talk...hehehe

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Postby Iceman » Sun Jan 04, 12:13 am

A man who acts as a child should be treated as a child. If he offended a friend of mine I would have told him to apologize too. I guess the rest of you would have said.."oh isn't he so cute?" Pussies.

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Postby Bohannon » Sun Jan 04, 12:29 am

I agree, the punk needed to be put in his place (did I mention that I hate drunks?). Seems like chivalry is dead amongst most channelites. Oh, I've met the guest and I've seen USBonglord...I don't think martial arts would help much.

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Postby Booblarama » Sun Jan 04, 12:31 am

Iceman wrote:A man who acts as a child should be treated as a child. If he offended a friend of mine I would have told him to apologize too. I guess the rest of you would have said.."oh isn't he so cute?" Pussies.


Either that !
Or pop him twice in the melon and throw him in the trash.

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Postby a bollocks » Sun Jan 04, 12:56 am

USBONGLORD wrote:sorry...the kid was 21 and drunk...not a child..perfect fodder...never said i would have punched you..just thought it would be fun to...probably would want to at least...lol...oh by the way,everyone in barneys thanked me when ohio boy and his irish tough guy mate slinked out the door..they bought us drinks all night..jus sayin...should of seen em shakin..lol..i just really need to look at ya..you'll know,the eyes talk...hehehe


ffs, if the eyes talk why resort to threats? oh the gun part.

a simple I would stick that gun up your ass would work.

i guess you were kinda right but less succinct.

oh and 'politely' is hearsay.

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Postby luvtick » Tue Jan 13, 8:50 pm

Part 7:

The next couple of days are spent roaming the city, falling in love. I cannot believe I am with someone with the exact same agenda as my own: coffeeshops first and whatever happens after that is gravy. (Plus I think he likes me too…) ;) Many more coffeeshops are given our patronage. Even more smoke patronizes our lungs. I finally get to go to Dolphins…and get a killer tank top… Today we have lunch and a smoke at this little shop owned by two older, gray-haired women. La Turtalia. We order ham and cheese toasties and freshly squeezed oj. Delish. Sadly, I hear it is going to be one of the close-down casualties. Go while you still can!

I have to start thinking about checking out of my hotel. I will have to be sure everything is ready to go for a NOON checkout tomorrow. My flight is not until 9pm tomorrow, so I can leave my luggage at the hotel lock-room until it is time to catch the train. Since my flight is intra-Europe, the weight restrictions are even stricter. I know my bag is close to 50 lbs WITHOUT souvenirs. My daughter wants wooden shoes…do you know how heavy those things are?!? I decide to mail everything. Since I am mailing stuff, I will get some seeds to send home. I ask Bong for his professional opinion. He helps me make my choices. My friend wants one sativa strain and one indica strain. His buddy has a medical card and can grow legally. This buddy says if I get seeds, he’ll grow a plant of each for me. My criteria are simple: best high and biggest yield! We decide on Strawberry Cough Sativa and Maple Leaf Indica (if I remember correctly…). The seeds go into the box amongst all the ski caps, wooden shoes, chocolates and schwag from the Expo. We go to the post office, build the box and send it off. The postal worker asks how fast I want it to get there. I jokingly say it doesn’t matter; he can put it on a slow boat. He says, “Ok…the slow boat will take 6 weeks….� I quickly say I am joking and send it standard service. Whew…that would have sucked. I had visions of nice weather (no use for ski caps), moldy chocolate, sprouted seeds and my daughter’s feet outgrowing the wooden shoes…

Later on we take the subway http://www.flickr.com/photos/luvtickams/3154421256/ to the Power Zone to cast our votes. While we are there we see Christopher Amsterdam and our Tokyo boys being filmed by G4…and our own DonnyG too…oh crap…’nuff said…Soon it is time to go back to the hotel and get ready for Thanksgiving with my relocated friends. It was very good. Good ‘ole fashioned Thanksgiving dinner--without the usual family drama on the side. Nice. These people, however, do not smoke. Dessert comes and goes and after thanking my hosts profusely, I do too. I have work to do. I still have to close down Basjoe. And see Bong.

The last night of fun. Tomorrow I leave. That sorta changes the vibe…I know you know what I mean…This dream life is quickly drifting away like smoke off of a hash pipe…

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Still…excitement is lurking everywhere. You never know what will happen. I even find Basjoe without getting turned around. Walk right to it in fact. Bong sees me and once again opens the door for me… We sit cozily together, sharing cuddles and kisses, speculoos and terminator. Plans for our return next year are being discussed. Could I do this again next year? Oh, hell yes. HELL yes. We both feel sad. I am glad that he has not been an impetuous horndog like many other men would have been. He lets me know in no uncertain terms how much he likes me. Sigh…

Jokes are made about lying on the tarmac and not allowing the plane to leave. Eh….let’s just smoke and have fun. When Leo serenades us with his goodbyes, I know it’s the last time I’ll hear his end-of-the-evening-now-get-out poetry. I will be back tomorrow before heading to Centraal Station and Schiphol, but I will leave long before closing time.

Friday arrives and I do a once-over in my room to make sure I do not forget anything. I haven’t. I check out of the hotel and have the concierge put my bags in the lock-room. Bong picks me up and we spend our last day together. Coffeeshop crawling. Kissing. Smoking. Hugging. All the time realizing that this is something more than a coincidental meeting.

One more smoke at Basjoe before leaving. When we arrive there, who is there but Freewheelin’ Frank…back for his weekend in Amsterdam! We all party until it’s time to go. Both Leo and James tell me goodbye and both give me a hug. Aww, man…sob sob…

We go back to the hotel for my luggage and walk up the Damrak to Centraal Station. When we get on the train, I tell Bong about my return flight. I am returning to Amsterdam on Monday night at 8pm. I was planning on just staying in the airport until my Tuesday 8 am morning flight. Bong will have none of that….He says 12 hours is plenty of time to get into Amsterdam, smoke and get back to Schiphol…Sounds like a plan to me! I don’t know if we will get smoke in Copenhagen. Last time I was there my friends got some stuff from Christania…but I hear it has changed…besides...one more chance to see Bong again? Done.

When we get to Schiphol, we smoke a couple of cones Bong brought along. We go inside. We look at the monitor for my flight, Sterling Airlines to Copenhagen at 21:05. It is not there. I have been duped before….and I am stoned…maybe it is in another terminal. So we ask the woman at the information desk. She looks at my printed e-ticket, gets a funny look on her face, and sends me up the ramp to talk to a ticketing agent. On the way up the ramp, Bong sees another information desk and asks at this desk about my flight. This lady takes a bit more time looking up my information. After about 5 minutes, she also gets a funny look on her face and she too sends us to the agent at the ticket counter. I give the man at the SAS counter my e-ticket. He looks at it, clears his throat, and very carefully and deliberately tells me that Sterling Airlines went out of business…one month ago. Apparently I bought my ticket 3 days before they went out of business…The man says they are not giving refunds either.

Wait…is this REAL? How can an airline GO OUT OF BUSINESS?????? Why did I not confirm my flight???? I used to work in the airline industry. I know better. Yet, I did not do it. Why?

This was all supposed to happen, wasn’t it?

At that moment, my mantra was going through my head over and over: “There’s nowhere you can be that isn’t where you’re meant to be.�

Bong said he took a step back when the man told me that. He thought I may just become an exploding ball of fury. I only smile. A genuine smile too. I calmly call my friend to tell him not to meet me at the airport…As I am on the phone, Bong asks the agent how much to buy a ticket right now. Mr. Agent says he cannot offer me any deals and the price will be 500 Euro---EACH WAY. Sorry. Not for 2 days.

If I am going to be stranded anywhere in the world…………..AMSTERDAM, BABY!!!

I know I don’t have a hotel anymore. No worries. When I look over at Bong, and all I see is smile, smile, smile…I KNOW where I’ll be staying. YAY!!!!!!!!

At this point we are both reeling. I will ask again: Is this REAL? We are so happy, he splurges on a cab ride back to his hotel so we can drop off my luggage and head back to Basjoe!!! The whole way back, I keep saying, “I can’t believe I’m here….I just can’t believe it…� Once or twice I shake my finger at Bong and tell him, “If I didn’t know any better……..�

Sterling Airlines rocks.

Bags are dropped off at the hotel. Kisses and hugs, joy, total excitement and incredible luck (fate?) are on our side. We are not supposed to end this. Quite literally, it is just the beginning. After 7 days, it is just the beginning.

We walk back into Basjoe and everyone does a double take. No one can believe my luck—it REALLY was luck! REALLY!!! I was never so happy to have my travel plans so completely altered! Everyone comes to Basjoe this night. Even SoulRider shows up with a group of people! The party that ensues is the best ever. The vibe in the place is sheer joy. Smoke is coming from every mouth. Smiles and laughter mix with the reggae beat pulsing out of the speakers. Coughing is prevalent. Milk is being steamed for lattes, juice is squeezed from fresh oranges…cocoas are slathered in whipped cream and speculoos are being shared.

Blueberry rolls cone after cone…the most perfect, bustin-at-the-seams-drenched-in-terminator cones. Freewheelin’ Frank has more gunpowder and joints to share. The Tokyo boys have the hash going round and round. My head is spinning. My heart is fluttering. There is uncontrollable laughter at times. It is an incredible time. Black Widow is the smoke of choice. After every cone, bong or pipe containing it passes someone’s lips, silliness ensues. The word “Epic� is being thrown around to describe the party tonight. When I hear Leo’s serenade to us all, a smile crosses my lips and I know I will now have not one, not two, but THREE more nights!!

We walk back to the hotel. Once in the room, the sleeping arrangements are obvious. Donny G has his own twin bed and Bong has his own twin bed. I put on my jammies (tank top and jammy pants) and cuddle next to Bong. I cannot believe my fate. Here I am. We are in bed together. Things are back to normal for me now…and DonnyG is here. Damn. No worries. There’s nowhere you can be that isn’t where you’re meant to be. I have 3 more nights. I am afraid if I go to sleep, I will wake up and this will have all been a dream. We fall asleep in each other’s arms…

I wake up the next morning to kisses on my neck and whispers in my ear. I really AM still here!!!

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Postby Rudy » Tue Jan 13, 9:25 pm

This is getting steamy.

The wafts of estrogen exuding from my monitor are stinging my nostrils and making them flare.

Good show.

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Postby FitZerOy » Tue Jan 13, 10:52 pm

Indeed these have been fun...

like the idea of your jammy pants...

peanut butter pants would be better tho!

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Postby Rudy » Tue Jan 13, 11:31 pm

Tales of BongLord "Torture in the Red Tent"

by L.T. Estrous



...enchanting.

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Postby islandgurl » Wed Jan 14, 2:48 am

WOW, girlfriend you had a time with your travel, but everything happens for a reason. I'm so glad we met and thanks for the Sarah Palin and Rudolph email I LMAO. Looking forward to the continuation. :-)


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