rated PG13... I was in Amsterdam

Queens Day was a riot. Seriously. Ridiculous.
First of all I have never seen so many people in bright orange since I last flew EasyJet .

Second of all, I have never heard so many different house beat going on in such a small space, all competing with each other, all equally as predictable and cheesy. Mind you, most of these "beats" and people in orange were riding on "Party Boats" that float down Amsterdam's canal in ultimate Lazy River fashion. Most of the boats are themed. Some are pirate themed. Some rugby themed. Some Playboy themed.



Besides the main canal, the streets had their own canals: beer and urine. Basically, chaos everywhere.
We tried to walk around like civilized folk and see the sights. People were selling junk on the streets but it turned out that most of it was really just JUNK plain and simple. Trash.
Luckily some people were also selling food on the streets. That is when I ate my first rollmop. Pickled herring wrapped around pickled onions and pickles on a bun. Basically heaven.


Oh wait, this was heaven, sorry. I mistyped...

The most cheese I have ever seen in one place in my entire life!

Luckily, in all of the hubbub, we made it to the Red Light District. Which was, disconcerting, awkward, uncomfortable... to say the least.


But don't worry. My time in Amsterdam was not just playing spectator to too much debauchery. I also got some culture, went to the museum, and learned that the dutch love boats.


and who can blame them.

I will leave you with these last couple of photos and let you come to your own conclusions about my trip, Queen's Day, and the Dutch people in general...