Went to this bar restaurant where they had unlimited spare ribs for 9 euro! This is something you would never find in Paris, but the sight of a bar that kept bringing you spare ribs, with choice of sauces, all afternoon, with 10 tellys each showing a different live english premier league game; it truly was a moment to shed a tear. Definitely life is cheaper in the DAM!
Some other pretty amazing stuff happened, nothing beats a good beatbox version of Antony sucks with a thick Italian accent; I drank Magners for the first time in god knows how long...oh and I got a burger king for 2 euros... I thought that was pretty amazing...seeing how broke I've been the last couple of weeks!
Also managed to isolate and name the part of Amsterdam where the prostitutes are the most horrific, the circle of doom, as it was aptly nicknamed is home to only the most fat, hideous, unattractive prossys who I'm surprised aren't handing money over for people to go in there. Oh and the circle is around a church, of course, cheers amsterdam.
Tried to have the ethical debate conversation in French of whether you would sleep with a prostitute or not; money no object; and the Amsterdam safeguards in place. Pretty much failed to establish any kind of moral conclusion, and more or less wound up with: "If you do, don't tell your girlfriend". How very European... .. P.s for anyone reading i'm very much against the idea.. they should be paying me!
In general though, all jokes aside, Amsterdam is a very beautiful city. The people are really friendly, and despite the fact the first time I went I hated it everytime I go back I love it more and more. Strolling along one of the many canals, beautiful town houses around, the pungent smell of hash hanging in the air and the constant danger of being struck down by a bike make it an amazing weekend; fully recommended.
Found it quite amusing how the city has a 52% immigrant population, is bankrupt, has legalised prostitution and legalised cannabis and yet still it is a lot less seedy than huge swathes of Paris... tant pis!
Straight back into the work on Monday and I was part of a filmed round table discussion on vision with 3 of the leading scientists in the field! Very exciting, and very interesting!! The random things people do on the YA ey!! One guy was a bell end who just kept going "buy my book", to which i just wanted to respond look at my bank account,(£-248 english, 8 euros french and 1,70euro on a travel card). But it will be interesting to see that go on the net!
The next day I had a Stravinskian acting class in which we were forced to tell personal stories then the teacher linked them into a story and several skits; at the end of which several girls were crying and everyone felt a little worse for wear emotionally. Its very odd to think that with certain techniques out of a textbook you can draw on peoples darkest emotions and take them on an exhausting journey. C'est la vie!
So, this leads me to last night, a Christmas party at my new university home. Basically, made a deal with a German and an Irishman that I was gonna get fucking trashed, both these countries drink a lot better than the English.. and so apparently after multiple vodka and wine 'cocktails'(vodka and wine in a cup) I went to sleep in a cake, getting cake all over one of my favourite shirts in the process. Tant pis, it was good times !
Definitely starting to realise that this atmosphere is something i need to embrace, say just these guys i'm in a photo with... a French Canadian, a Czech republican and a Pole.Its really amazing just to talk to people about what, for example, they do for christmas, or just in general learning about different cultures from the people themselves! I'm definitely getting to like.. know the world and be cultured and shit. Yay for me!
Finally, I want to thank Ruth 'en rut' Walker for mentioning me in her blog, and put out an appeal to Jen Rawlings to write your one better. We all know you are a mess mongerer, but your blogs lack the cutting edge because you water them down into lame tales about broccoli and taking christmas trees on the metro. What about that time you fell in the bath and told jade to fuck off? What about that time you stood on a chair to 'talk' to the dj in the club and fell off? People need to know these things Rawlings, the internet calls you.
Anyway, i'm hopping on a Eurostar on Saturday, strike permitting. Theres an SNCF(rail company) and air traffic controller strike over the weekend in France; it sounds serious but it happens most weekends so all will probably be fine! Its going to be amazing to go home.. see the family,some old friends and chill out for a little while. This has been a pretty mental semester!! So wherever you are in the world, have a very merry christmas, and a happy new year!! Joyeux noel :)
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