Maandag 20.04.2009

After a long but really witty and creative journey by train, where we played cards, drew cereal and fruit bars, read the "NEON"- article about "Gruppenkoller"or continued the discussion of the complexity of round figures in contrast to angled shapes, we finally arrived at the nice train station in Amsterdam.

At once Sophia , who already arrived on Sunday, welcomed as and marshalled us to our hostel.
As soon as I got to know the city in the first few minutes, I was aware of having a great time in this beautiful and outstanding capital.

At about 2 ó clock we found the Bulldog Hostel- OUR hostel in the centre of ad and due to this fact in the redlight district:D

We met first "weed costumers" in the hall, the so- called "stoned Americans" ,..but the extraordinary ordour was still strange to our noses...yet;)

At the reception we were greeted by a nice " fet "and "gheck" woman in equal measure, who was confronted with the" sophia problem" and the unmanageable big amount of money which she could only count in dutch and which was therefore quite interesting to listen at (->fiffzehn:D).

Of course we solved all the problems and went to our room after being scrutinized by the nice goldfishes in the hall named "bulldoggifishlis":D.

The following comment of Johannes expresses well the situation in our room:"A sardine exactly feels like that!"^^At first Julia was undetermined about the spreading of the room but then everything was managed.

After a little "sit- down" we decided to go outside and enjoy the city and the marvellous weather.Here you can see some pictures in front of the bull dog on our first day.:)

Okay, at once we were confronted with some controversial "features" of Amsterdam..unfortunately..in a showcase and in front of some "special shops" we discovered some woman in leopard figured dresses..hmhh...and maybe every third shop was a coffeeshop..they are really omnipresent^^.

After this incident the next quite shocking one followed:

We unsuspecting people were walking on the street when suddenly a man with an axe intended to kill me!!!Aaarrrgghhhh!!!!

So, you can imagine, that this attack wasn't a real attempt to send me to heaven..it was just a strange man , who wanted to woo some tourists for his "horror dungeon"...well, he failed:D

Then we began to take our first professional "bicycle pics"..here is a gorgeous exemplar..okay I see "2"(-->insider^^).

In the course of the day we had a really nice encounter with an albanian bassplayer. The whole story began in the subsequent way:

Franz was just passing the man and asked:"You gonna play somesting?"

The man answered:"You can play somesthing?"

Franz:"No, but she can!"(and pointed at me)

(However I tried to flee from this situation and continued to walk as if nothing has happend^^but it was hopeless because I was moved back by the others...ahhh^^).

Okay, the man was quiete nice and to do him a little pleasure I decided to play the piece "summertime" on the 100- year old black doublebass and Möriam took the singing part. It was fun and a crowd of people was standing in front of us and listened to our music. One young guy was asking myself whether we just do it for fun or for collecting some money. Of course I answered "just for fun" and he was a fortiori enthusiastic^^.

The "Vondel Park" was our next station or was is the station before?

We sat on some stones an enjoyed the wheather, the nature and the marvellous ambience.

After a little breather in our room , we were looking for the famous streets "Leidswardstraat " and " Oude schans", the streets that constantly accompanied us:)

We finally landed at "Bourbon Street Blues Club", a club that a nice dutch man recommended to us.

The band called "The Mosquitos" was really good!They had a wide a rang on songs especially Southamerican country songs, Samba, Jazz tendencies,rocksongs, boogie and blues.

Sophia had a quite brisk eye contact with the lead singer and was blown away:P^^.But she "cheated" on him having danced with another man...tzzz tzz tz, Sophia, Sophia;-).

The bassplayer was also pretty funny. He tried to appear as a authentic punk- rocker with his "skull" shirt , but actually he seems to be a soft teddy bear..his "uuuhhh"-singin parts were comparable with the highest voices of angels, soo docile!:D:D

Oh, something is missing ..the "flood wave of bear" which distributed on everybody in the near of Johannes who was the activator and "evildoer" of this situation^^.

Then some of us walked home and Franz and Julia decided to go "grachten" and had some frustrating conversations about getting older and older ..oh, and we found a nice white sticker on a railing which will help us to remember this outstanding discussion in 20 years:)

"Marihuana?" was asking a man in the next minutes, but we

refused this shit^^.

To confuse the other latecomers we made the so- called "glider" and so we achieved that especially johannes thought we might be drunk^^.

The day or rather the early ours of the next day "began" with some witty "conversations" between Franz and Maren. Both of them were actually sleeping but then I heard Franz saying:"Ist ja witzig!"and then he continued to talk in hungarian. Immediately after this statement Maren "answered" with an determined "mhm!"

What a day! It was great..wasn't it?;-)