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I'll make a new entry.
Amsterdam. December 1999/January+February 2000. Just where you want to be on the turn of them millennium. Right?
Got there mid December, met up with my ex (she was my ex at the time too, so I don't know why I thought this would be a good idea, as she was nothing but trouble). Good friends though, blah blah blah.
I was planning on staying in a hostel there (the Flying Pig) for my trip there, after "making some serious money" bar-tending in London for a few months. Points go to anyone that remembers THAT story from a previous thread, lol.
Rock up in Amsterdam, oh "we have an opportunity to rent someone's apartment while they're away on holidays, so cheap, two bedrooms, this rocks, right?"
Apparently this was illegal for some reason, but I still don't know why. Some kind of Dutch law with renting.
Whatever, it was a cool apartment. Just near Oosterpark. WAAAAY cheaper than living in a hostel, and... didn't have to live in a hostel?
"Hey, we can just make some cash, if we get in a few boarders to pay the rent, and backpakers will sleep anywhere, lol". Great thinking! 
Got a couple of English guys staying there, Ron and Terry, followed by Terry's sister (she's got nowhere else to go, many tears, etc.) Ron and Terry were drunk all the time. They would shout "ON THE LASH" every few minutes, while they drunk horribly cheap wine, and puke. Lots of puke.
Everything was arranged though, they would be staying until our friends (from Brisbane) were arriving on 26th of December, and then they'd be out. Plenty of warning. All good.
LOL, nope.
Massive fight on Xmas eve, with Terry's little sister screaming "You're ruining Christmas!!!" over and over. They refused to leave, claiming there was nowhere they could go. Refused to leave. Threatened violence. Cops called.
The cops pegged them for dickheads immediately, lol. Confiscated their passports, handcuffs, the whole deal. It was so amazingly satisfying.
They still came back a few times, shouting and whatever (which freaked out Brisbane friends out quite a bit) and they stole my Doc Martens, but they returned them the next day. Not turds in them or anything (I checked)
Massive, massive fucking retards.
Edit: Terry claimed, all the time, that he was a doctor. His friend and sister told us that he dropped out of med school in first year because he was stealing drugs, and some kind of issue with his family. I wouldn't be surprised if he was a homeless crack addict by now.
Edit 2: I also walked in on him getting fucked by an American chick wearing a strap-on, in the living room of the apartment. The American chick was pretty cool though.
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