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Your pic has reminded me of one of the four times in my life when I’ve eaten cannabis, each one with hilarious consequences (for those around me at least). The Amsterdam instance was the second time I ingested it, against my better instincts after the first experience. This was literally the evening we were heading back to London, and the pot hit as we were looking at the massive departure board for our train to the airport.

My OH pretty much had to hand-hold walk me to the train, because I barely knew who I was or wtf I was doing there. And once at Schiphol airport, the interminably long concourses did my head in further. Then as I started to feel slightly better and less paranoid, I took it upon myself to retrieve a plush teddy bear I’d earlier lost at the airport, and what I thought was ten minutes turned out to be nearly 45, with my furious girlfriend waiting for me at the gate, and an even more furious set of passengers giving me the evil eye when we boarded.

Bottom line: mind your drugs if you’re due to use Amsterdam‘s transport system on the day.
I thought I was fine until my train was leaving Gouda station about an hour ago and I could swear I saw a cow just chilling in a normal suburban garden...
 
Private flying, like the true gentleman you are :cool:
Yes old chap, I decided I fancied myself a spot of last minute Xmas shopping in New York…




Alas, not quite. I was there to deliver some purchases to a wealthy customer before he jets off in his private plane. One can but dream, though…

Nice tidy little airport, and they claim they can have you on a helicopter for London in six minutes flat from touching down. If I had that kind of money, I would!
 
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