Holland ATCHA

Wow, we're big tools. Anyway, we woke up around 5 am yesteday morning and took a train to Berlin. We got the sleeper train so we could lie down which was nice until four 17 or 18 year olds ruined our hungover slumber. The only thing Carla wanted was to lie down, not smell cigs or alcohol and not be disturbed. The complete opposite happened. We thought we were golden but after 2 stops our luck changed.

4 German boys thought it was funny to peak into our closed curtain room and when they saw that we were lying down thought it was funny to jump on board and sit on Carla lying down. While one kid put his head on Katie's shoulder, 2 more came in and WREAKED of booze and cigs....fucking awesome. Not only was the room now completely packed with 6 people and 6 huge bags but, we are almost positive they were saying sexual german references towards us for which we had no rebuttle because we do not speak German. They talked for awhile when we clearly were trying to sleep, forced Carla to sit up when she was so happy to lie down in a train because she can't sleep straight up like all the other seats on the previous trains we have taken. As one by one started to fall asleep, one of the boys (name unknown) took it upon himself to use Carlas leg as his very own pillow and proceeded to pick his nose, stretch his arms, and snuggle onto Carla's lap as if he was in his own bed. Carla did not feel like arguing so she just let it happen...whatever.

These boys were in a group of about 15 probably on some highschool field trip so their teacher or coach or whoever came into our train room and started screaming at all the boys to get their asses up. One refused who was on Katie's shoulder..his name was Petey. So, now we hate that name. Their teacher or whoever screamed in German for about 20 minutes until Petey got his fucking ass up and out of the train. We were so happy. We shut the curtains to the max and slept the rest of the time to Berlin.

On the second 7 hour ride from Berlin to Amsterdam there were rare technical difficulties and they kicked everyone off at this stop that was in the middle of nowhere. We sat in the drizzling rain for an hour until they sent a new train. Carla realized that the train did smell kinda smokey but, didn't think anything of it. Good that we got off that caboose.

We finally arrived in Amsterdam around 730 and were greeted by Carlas uncle who owns the 420 cafe. We walk to his place which is directly above it and before we enter he says, "Do you want a spliff first? or freshen up?" This was awkward for Carla.

We showered, had dinner, then took the tram to Carla's aunts place. We met up with Alex and two of his friends from ND and had a really fun first night at a couple of bars. Not sure what we're going to do tonight or the rest of the week except for THE BRIDGE on wednesday which shall be grand.

Holland is doing really well in the European Cup so, we're going to stay for the Quarter final match on Saturday. Apparently it is going to be more insane than it already is here...so that will be fun. Well, thats all I suppose!

P.S. Katie can finally walk on her foot, it is still bruised but, all is well on the footfront. Once again, we're big fucking losers. BYEBYE.