My birthday was okay, not the best I ever had.
Germany must have not want me to leave because my train from Bremen to OsnabrÃ¼ck was conveniently late causing me to miss my connection to Amsterdam; another useless two hours in a German train station.
When the next train arrived it was jam-packed with twenty-somethings, this was the first time I saw so many young people on a European train.
Things To Do In Amsterdam If You Don’t Smoke Weed
I was going to use this as the title of today’s post with a blank body since I have no interest in smoking pot (so he says publicly) nor seeing risquÃ© acts (never did much for me).
I wasn’t ready for the vastness of Amsterdam, the number of Argentinian steak houses it has, or the frustration I would encounter trying to figure out what I wanted to eat for my birthday dinner without spending 30+â‚¬. After winding my way around nearly a million slow-walking tourists I wound up eating shitty pizza slices because I just needed to eat something.
After eating I went to an “American Beer Lounge” which stocked nearly exclusively American beers. “What?” I can hear you say…. fear not, I drank two beers from Denmark, none of the American brews.
My night ended with my finding a gelato shop and indulging my desire for a birthday dessert.
ITP Flickr Pic
“No Matter Where You Go”
While walking around town I saw a “BS1” with an arrow written in chalk on the ground. When I came across this check there was no denying that I came upon trail.
I followed trail for a while but ultimately lost it. After walking around some more I saw a sign for a brewery, needed a beer, and wouldn’t you know found the hash. I said hello to Shit Happens, and took a photo of him to send to ITP-Reader Barb as a joke to prove I had stumbled upon the hash. Since I didn’t know any other hashers in this crowd and I had yet to eat dinner by that time I split from the hash and wandered solo again.
A Rough Start To Forty-Nine
I am suffering today with some of the symptoms of becoming an old man. Actually what is plaguing is something that has plagued my for a few years, so maybe I have been old for awhile. It’s time for me to change my ways and improve my health again.
I’d sure I have more to say today, but it’s nearly 8am here and I need to get my day started.
49!?! Holy crap you’re old! 🙂
When does the actual hash event start? Or has it started and you’re DFL?
Picture day at the house has been postponed a day, so there wil be more moving and rearranging tonight. The house is mostly ready, the outside looks good, the painting is about as done as it’s going to get- my mix of the 2 trim paints worked out well- not perfect, but GEFGW. The dog room is the main focus today- how to make it… less a dog room!! I chuckled at even typing that.
I tried to contact the Masters folks yesterday and they were slammed, so I will wait a couple of days to try and get the tickets.
Hash registration starts tomorrow. As I will explain in tomorrow’s blog post, I should be in Brussels with plenty of time to register.
glad you saw SHappens at least……..
Getting drunk at the cheapest bar I can find, just happens to be the same brewpub at which I found the hash yesterday. Funny story about this tomorrow.