Amsterdam, The Netherlands

Ah Amsterdam...

"It breaks down like this; it's legal to buy it, it's legal to smoke it, if you're the proprietor of a hash farm it's legal to sell it, it's legal to carry it, but that don't matter anyway, because, get this, if the cops pull you over in Amsterdam, it is illegal for them to search you. " -Pulp Fiction

Now I don't know if that is right or not. But lets just say there were prodigious amounts of weed being smoked here.

And yes there are lots of prostitutes. They have little booths they rent by the hour and have a window to allow you to "window shop". They have unions, pay taxes and have better protection than street hookers. I don't have any photos (you perverts!).


Good luck getting a coffee in a coffee shop. It really means pot. Costs about 10 euro to get high. Which is about 5 times cheaper than beer (in a bar). This is a very sketchy thing. Legal to sell it. But who are they buying it from. Because it is only legal for citizens to grow it, and then only 3 plants. So it must come internationally - which is immediately and totally illegal.



So then along the same lines here. It is illegal to smoke it out in the open. But the cops don't mind unless you are causing trouble. And who has ever heard of a pothead causing trouble? "Hey man I said DOUBLE cheeseburger!"



EVERYONE in Amsterdam gets around on bikes. Every way you turn people are trying to run you over. I got really pissed at one point because I realized the bikes are worse than the cars.



This has to be the greatest invention. All other cities in Europe smell permanently of piss. These outdoor urinals - I'm peeing in a main square in front of a restaurant - have only one critic, women. Cause they want one.



I'm standing in the Anne Frank museum here. The locals will ride there bikes in the pouring rain. You can see Amsterdams famous canals in the background.