Amsterdam
I think the time I take the piss.
If by smoking, or in a museum stops raining, just go out and take out the machine starts to rain.
But fuck it.
This is my last full day in a'dam. I did everything I wanted, I just miss the boat ride ... later in the afternoon.
Today I see in black and white, shot like that.
Many colors are walking through the city. Insignia great restaurants, the leaves of the trees, the colors of the people and God only knows what you can come in and out of KS.
I'm tired of the colors. It is' cloudy and rainy, the perfect day for photos in black and white.
Kees Scherer is a photographer a'dam during the '50s.
The nose is a bit 'roly-poly, wide forehead and an expression of Swiss banker, but as he used the black and white by the great explorer.
The Eiffel Tower, the love of my life ... you see just the four big feet, but it's all there in that puddle, with children playing in the background. Can you see the tower in full, do not even know that this is only a reflection, you see it ... but there's that magic ... that photo.
I will do research on him, I want to know more.
And him and his a'dam that I spend a day with no color ... I want to be a bit 'like him ... I want to see how Kees.
Hours 5:50 pm
Gollem The pub is one of the best I've ever seen. Small and hung around there, but no style in particular. Bottles, cups and glasses in scattered everywhere, even on the ceiling.
has too many beers to try. Just to read the list I need a day. Barista
help me!
The winner is Charles Quint make it to Ghent in Belgium ... it's in my program.
God as is red, but it seems coca cola ... too much foam in Holland eh! What
delight of beer. Full-bodied, with a hint of honey ... so fresh then it's a pleasure to drink. Warms you with its taste even when out of the wind makes you feel drunk .. you can not walk straight.
I like beer, especially the red one, and do not drink enough, you can breathe well. It is' a full taste, nose and mouth. What a pleasure!
unfounded, are only 6, I could not drink another pint?
Traveling alone is strange. Do not depend on anyone, but often want to be. What I live I agree with these sheets, I've got to say no to someone?
If I follow my own pace I have no problem. I walk until I feet hurt, and to stand behind is not easy, drink and smoke whenever I need it. What is important is that I do everything I want when I want.
But when the night comes, it would be nice to stop and talk to someone.
This was not a holiday to make friends, I never said. The hostel takes you to this, but not what you seek. Yesterday I was in
paranoia hard to blame the grass ... I was a loser because I was sleeping instead of meeting people ... but fuck it, I'm fine. Today I turned very cold and I was destroyed. If I make friends well, but otherwise is fine equal, I see no problems, so I enjoy it ... but the grass never before dormireeh, NO MORE '!
Beer is over, time to go ... I want a cane, a final round in the center and then home. Tomorrow I'm going to be different from ... Belgium ... I will stop here and smoke, I drink and I'll stop them! :)
Belgian beers are very popular, and fuck just for a day I lose my beer festival in Bruges , the city where I have the hostel ... ok ... never mind ... I do a personal one. A virtue of necessity
At 9.30 pm
Koffieshop The light in here is really low, I see just the paper, but for a while 'go ahead.
'm good or are normal, maybe for some crazy, I do not understand ... I do not know. From only a'dam, miles of channels that I wear the soles, but still without a half looking for a reason ...
raised his arms to the sky The wind is free in the hands
The skin is pulled from the cold
I'm happy with myself ...
happy for myself ...
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