Saturday, April 19, 2008
Oh, Ah, Yeah, Baby Amsterdam
My flight for the dam dam was at 2:30 but there was still a lot of traveling that needed to be done before that. I ended up leaving my apartment around 10:30 after dragging 8 bags of garbage down the stairs because the animals left the house a pig pin. Literally, everyone left me with 8 bags of garbage in the front hall and if I hadn't taken it out then, our house would of collapsed over the weekend from mold invested garbage. I hopped on the 11:30 train to Pisa, from Pisa I took the train to the Pisa airport, hopped on board and fell right asleep. Typical Allison move. I finally got into Amsterdam at 4:30 but it took me awhile to get adjusted to the airport and find my way around. For some reason, I decided to follow the directions from the dutch police women in her uptight suit, instead of Effie's, and I ended up walking into the Red Light District in order to find the hostel. Up and down, red light after half nudey women in the windows, I just couldn't seem to find it. Terrified, I called Effie 3 or 4 times just to make sure I was in the right area. I finally made it to the infamous Bulldog Cafe/Hostel only to find my dear Michigan loverlies waiting in the lobby. Lime, Joj, Karp, Ilyssa, Amy, Effie and Dara and I all met up in Amsterdam for the weekend to celebrate the birth of Lime, Dara, Effie and Ilyssa. We checked in and made our way up the stairs to "Camp Bulldog", thats what I like to call it because our room was actually like a cabin at camp. We lugged our luggage up the stairs and then we each chose our bed. 5 bunk beds in a dry room with 10 purple sheets and a bathroom shower in one. For dinner we had to live up Amsterdam American style (since all of us Amuuricans were together..perche no?) and I ordered the biggest quesdilla the Hard Rock Cafe had to offer. I hadn't had anything to eat all day, my stomach felt like it was caving into itself and even after eating the worlds biggest and most delightful quesdilla, I could of had more (don't tell anyone..I am quite the oink oink these days) After a delicious dinner full of laughter and delight we headed to the comedy club "Boom Chicago". It is compared to Second City or one of those types of comedy clubs and it was just the thing I wanted to do on this Friday evening. I love improv shows, and I loved this one. For the warm up, the host divided the room into four different sections and as he waved his hands at the section he made us say a different sound. For instance my group at first said, OOOOOooo and then the second group said "ahhhhh" as he pointed his finger in their direction. In no time at all, the entire club was saying "Ooo Aaah Yeah Baby". I thought because I was sitting the closest to the stage that I might be called up but thank goodness I wasn't. They played this game where they made everyone in the room raise their hands if they were male, and then raise their hands, if they were under the age of 25 and then keep their hands raised if they hadn't had a relationship in the past 6 months. Two men remained in the crowd. One of them was an American, probably my age and other one was a German man, who was definitely not under 25, was in a relationship and for sure did not understand a word the MC was saying. He gets on the stage and they question him, sure enough he was 45. The game was called fill in the blank and the actors would start a conversation and then they would ask the two men to fill in the blank. The german man was put on the spot and was asked to fill in the following sentence "I will give you my ___________" Out of all the things he could say in this entire world, he said "I will give you my worst energy" but the actors translated it as "I will give you my worst allergy". Okay maybe this doesn't seem funny to you but if you would of seen this German-buck-toothed-old-fart getting red in the cheeks from being put on the spot you would of died too! The entire show was a hoot! By the time it was over, it was pretty late and we were all very exhausted. Slumber party in the Bulldog. Goodnight sleep tight!
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