Today was the third day in Paris, and I did nothing. At all. I experienced what they call a hangover, which is a phenomena I’m not too familiar with. We did all the tourist things yesterday, and ended it all with a pub crawl, starting in the Latin Quarter. There were busloads of sailors in [...]
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File: Europe 09
WHAT! I should’ve known it was a mistake to go for the hostel with the dumbest name. We can not be in the room from 11am to 5pm, and we can’t be out of the room from 2am to 6am. Paris, suck shit. The picture is me and Travis, bummed, with beers, waiting for 5pm. [...]
Last day in Oslo. My brother is to the left. Fourth day in Amsterdam, after five days in Oslo. Amsterdam is a strange city. I have not walked up this street once, without being offered various drugs in various accents. Ecstacy, ecstacy, coka coka, opium, huh, brother? The amount of prostitutes and prostitutees (…?) is [...]