Ready for more emo Europe? Well good then because that is what you are getting much to the chagrin of other shit I have to do and well, sleep. I just gotta do it. When you are a crazy writer and you don’t pleasure write, your words become poison inside of you and guess what the only release is? Pleasure writing. Like how I once said the antidote to men, is more men. Like a coin with two heads.
Licorice brains. I wanted to buy this for the office but it was so heavy.
Although in hindsight it’s so much more hilarious and possibly appreciated. My dutch clogs are sprinkled throughout the office, dutch clogs and mini porcelain pill jars (vitamins, tylenol). It’s like my tradition now to go to this one store and buy a pile of crap because I like lighting money on fire.
It’s pure junk through and through though, pure junk squared.
Goodbye my friend. Impatient bf was like come on wtf hurry. Um, it’s just, oh I don’t know.. beautiful! No you wtf! I feel like my life is a non-stop dialogue cross between New girl and 2 broke girls. Oh, also, that show Girls too. AND LAST NIGHT, NEW GIRL QUEEN BEE Zooey Deschanel RETWEETED MEEEEE BTW!
Don’t worry, I know what my follow-up is gonna be. With a 35% chance of tankage.
Last night, or one of them. Three last nights count as your last night. Compliments of the house. Everyone when I instagrammed this photo was like OMG WHAT IS THAT “Yum” and OMG TELL MEEEEE NOW! Uh, relax bro it’s just mustard.
He made me bartend for him/us for a laugh cos I was requesting music so much, backfired though cos I sucked and had no idea how to respond to Dutch directions plus was drunk. He was going to the Caribbean in a few days so had island don’t give a sh– brains plus is awesome in general. Students came in for RUSH or whatever and their leaders told him to make them do bar work and he made them clean LOL. It’s one of my favourite bars and we’ve only been a few times but he remembers me and knows my bf/our friends/and sister too + he squeezes my arm while laughing exceptionally loud and crazy after making whatever joke he just made about me/us/it/that and everyone else immediately laughs too. Meanwhile, all these crazy things are happening around us at the time PLUS you can get free postcards there. And well look at him. Awesome.
Ehhhh. I instagrammed this and it is just as bad there. I LOVE THESE PEOPLE.
OH BEHAVE LAST DAY EMO. Oops caps. It still stands though.
We went to Germany on a Sunday (I believe) as one of our last milestones to do, to a restaurant we’ve been to many times but never before at night. It felt more magical that way.
I am the only English speaking person for every 5,000 so that lends a bit of intensity to the experience too.
Germany is cheaper than Holland to eat. However, your dollar does no go as far there.
Have a sweet night or something like that, can a German person translate thank you.
Bread for my ducks which we ate later on at home instead
I love everything about this place. In the summer time we rented a paddleboat out back. We became one with our duck and water fowl friends, it got intense!! I had to use my flip flop for protection and we were both in bathing suits.
I’d say this would be The Drake if they had a summer time Muskoka place Except this is in the middle of nowhere in Germany, a hotel resto with a lake and palm trees. A fireplace indoors and so much seating space, heat lamps and a dining are down below. I should be writing restaurant copy.
Huge bowl of bread you didn’t order, perfect for olive oil dipping at home. You order a salad cos you want to eat light then they bring you a bakery. We also eat it with salami later on.
I love baked things but they take ten yeas to cool down. You always burn your lips and/or insides of your mouth though.
This is what I like to call it’s a hotel thing. Decor is infinite.
Omg I spilled the beans. Oops. Psh. (it works though).
This drink was fabulous though.
Darling croquettes. Brought with mayonaise in teeny ice cream cones. WHATTTTT?
Oliver Twist was here.
It looks like a cruise ship.
Aaaaaaaand cut to Amsterdam. Weirdest upload ever, scattered, why I’ve avoided doing this.
Good times though. This fudge I bought was so weak, stale. I got Scamsterdammed.
By a palace of some sort.
Xmas lights. sigh
Honk honk ooh sassy.
I have a sinking feeling.
This store was out of control.
And yo were not allowed to take pictures. I did anyway.
These stalls to my right are special Christmas things. Charming. Fun.
My first xmas abroad.
Epic wine boxes.
Yikes and goodnight LOL. This is my Hunter S Thompson-ing.
Ski chalet beer garden ftw.
UFO heat lamp.
To be continued. ps. no-kay is a word I invented bye.
(I’ll edit this tomorrow).