poohbearee managed to beat all the contestants hands down with her simple "the netherlands ?" *grumble grumble*, putting a very abrupt stop to my travel quiz game *grrrrr*. my 2nd post entitled "more hints" have been shelved indefinitely due to some unforeseen circumstances *mumble mumble* (pssst, poochie, nobody was suppose to win at such quiz contests)
to reward her intellect, i have decided to turn her upright, so that the blood will stop gushing to her brain. ohhhhhhhh..... that's why she is such a clever little girl!
yes, poochie, that's your prize for this round.
waitaminit! who is that shouting "cheapskate" from the back there? *engaging shotgun* okay, okay. *rolls eyes and then rummaging in luggage filled with smelly unwashed laundries* our first prize winner deserves a better recognition. poochie, your reward for such brilliance will be a clog-shaped fridge magnet, imported all the way from amsterdam, air-flown in economy class and wrapped with delicate care for protection (read: wedged between smelly clothes). i'll hold your prize until we have a chance to meet or it disintegrates into cheap dust, whichever comes first. you know how fragile those things can be, probably made from china too.
despite the obvious mood-killer, i'll be showing you the rest of the photos, with more obvious hints to where i have been. the pancake, mind you, was muchhhh bigger than my face. and it was delicious, with a capital 'd'.
i learnt a little about the history of the place; how the dams came about, how it progressed over the years and a little about anne frank, the poor holocaust victim whose diaries were made popular to bring attention to the horror imposed on the jews during the nazi period. i witnessed the actual working of a windmill and tasted some horribly yucky goat cheese. i learnt the fine skill of artfully dodging bicycles coming from all directions while keeping another eye out for trams, motorcycles and cars. lastly, i mastered the method of drying my jeans in the toilet hand-blower after a huge rain soaked me from head to toe and caused me to run around with damp jeans for the rest of the day.
it was a beautiful trip.
one not too pleasant part though. you know all that crap about listening to your body when you eat? let your mind tell you when you are full and you'll stop eating? the best way to a trim and fit shape? it's crap, ok?
my two best friends, m and b (for people with no idea who i am talking about, please refer back to my previous post) had a big fallout during my trip. m says enough, infact was shouting until her throat was all hoarse and painful. b, on the other hand, was having the time of her life, gulping down all those fine food. sheesh! m said "eat one more bite and you'll puke, my dear ". b whined "just one more, please. pretty please? i have to try that raw herring. and that fries dipped in mayonnaise, what is that all about? i can't come all this way and not try it?" m said "let's continue walking to that palace. i want to see those beautiful decoration" which b immediately replied with "are you crazy? we've been walking the whole day? why don't you try it yourself? i want to sit down in this cafe here and have a cup of hot tea, you can walk all your want". if you hear the two at it, you'll understand why i have distanced myself from them. crazy loonies!
enough about that. i am very excited today. despite the foggy brain, the blocked nose, the scratchy throat and the blurry intellect...oh sorry, the last one is a predetermined condition. today is my day!! whoppee! yipee!
today is halloween! the day when i get to come out as i am, ghost face and all!
i'll be going trick or treating when the night falls. okay, okay, i'm a little too old to be going around begging for sweets. thruth be told, my main purpose tonight is to go around scaring all the adults and children out of their wits! i had a little dress rehearsal yesterday afternoon, and i had to send my little tyke in to warn my mum before i made an appearance. yes, i thought i was pretty scary, especially if i was standing still by the roadside on a dark quiet night.
look out for pictures tomorrow.
18 comments:
I love those clogs!! I used to have a small pair from when my late uncle visited the Netherlands many many years ago. that explains why the clogs were small (I was just a kid way back then). I think it's lost somewhere now, or donated away... *sob sob*!!
have fun collecting candy! don't eat all of them now, save some for your kids... *grin*
got try the cheeses!!??? those holey dutch cheeses.. yum yum
the scenery looks very tempting for a boat ride.
Monty: i do hv the photos of the sex shops...heeee..
ME: thanks for the prize. Ok lah...I go switch my avatar now:)
BTW, my avatar shows a lit ger. but i am NOT. LOL.
Happy Halloween & doncha scare the kids *grins*
tsk.. tsk... poohbearee... so 'gila' over presents... everyone will think you are a little girl.
fortunately we have all been enlightened by your photographs. (evil laugh)
dear may: i've never tried wearing them for long periods, only sneaked a few seconds when the shop owner wasn't watching. bet it must be heavy! n not very comfortable? but it's sad that you have lost such a sweet momento.
dear monty: *scratching head* come to think of it, why wasn't there any holes in the cheese i tried? perhaps the mice didn't have a chance to go at it yet. infact, i bought a .....whachacallit?...a cube?
dear fei: yes, i did that too. hop on, hop off like the bus. the first time was so cool, with a running commentary of the surrounding canals. the second time got a little boring though...zzzzzzz (fell asleep in the boat)
dear poochie: oooo, did you buy any interesting souvenier from the shop?? *raise eyebrow* no, i probably don't want to know *grins*. i was under the impression you are a little ger...well, at least younger than me anyway. but i guess if u were in any way responsible for vivocity, you can't be that young. then again, perhaps that's why the ceiling collapsed! *grins*
dear imd: heehee. i'm a little worried about that part too but what's the fun if i'm not convincing. spent the last few years dressing as wilma (from flinstones), witch (wasn't even the least scary since i didn't do the face make-up). this yr must make some ppl wonder if i'm the real thing.
dear jonzzy: hmmmm...you seem to be laughing in a rather evil manner nowadays. errr.... the party's over, you can take off the mascarade now? pssst...what photographs? *nudging jonzzy*
*blush*
No. I am NOT a lit ger. Gosh....Mayb I need to comment / blog more sophisticatedly from now, and change my avatar :(
Not changing my nick though. It is not meant to be kiddish.
Jonzz: now, stop laughing! grrr....dun forget u r only 13 yourself.
ME: no..no...I am not responsible for the vivocity ceiling collapse.
That silly Monty talking!!
oh..u went to the netherlands coz the drugs r legal!
aiyo, ME, why are u acting blurr? Poohbearee's blog full of her photos, haha. (OKlar for your benefit, no evil laugh)
is it true that weeds are sold openly in cafe?
Sengjai...yes, those cafes operated by Jamaicans. Botanists/florists shops also sell potted marijuana.
Hey lenglui, now I know why you went there. Euthanasia is legalized there hor. LOL
Since I missed out so much on the trip to Netherlands, I have nothing much to comment on except to express my envy to the trips you get to enjoy...
And I'm surprised why LM didnt make any remarks about your 'ghastly' looks when you mentioned trick-or-treatiing... LOL!
Ian! you are very mean with that comment! :P
It is tomorrow oledi, where are the pictures?
dear poochie: eek, sorry, it's my fault. must be your avatar that caused me to have that wrong impression. should have guessed when i saw the last group photo in your blog, but i couldn't tell who was whom. you always sounded so happy go lucky, i figured you were young. heehee, that's a compliment, isn't it? *grins*
dear wuching: all that magic mushrooms and etc. i was definitely curious....but being the prudent and cautious person a virgo always is, i passed :-)
dear jonzz: heehee. sorrylah, i'm always so blur. new to poochie's blog, so i'm not so well-informed mah (pssst, how old is she? no, that will be gossiping behind her back *grins*)must go stalk her blog a bit and go back to the archives to catch which one is her. thanks for the tip.
dear sengkor: yah man! and don't go to the wrong place for coffee. 'coffee shops' sell all types of things that make you very happy but 'cafes' are the regular place to drink coffee. sheesh! each time i passed a coffee shop, i peered in like a little girl, trying to catch a peek of the activities inside. everytime i see places that sell weeds, i tell hubby 'there, there, that one sells those things lah' - like damn 'ulu' liddat. :-)
dear cocka: *shocked cocka knows info about euthanasia* and who were you planning on killing when you research that info?! do i look like i am planning to put someone to death? (shhhhh, not so loud! you've spoiled my plans)
bet you tried the various types of weed when you were there. how did it make you feel? any sudden urge to undress and dance in the streets?
dear ian: hey, you're still so young, plenty of time for you. you should prob start doing a little visiting around australia whilst you are still there.
monty's leaving all the wicked commenting to after he sees today's pics. he's all geared up to fire, i tell you. up at 7am to catch the latest pics, that boy is sure eager!
dear monty: eeek, you're just directly below! pretend you didn't read the above. heehee. eh, it's 7.30am lah, give me some time lah.
Wow! Wow!.. but how does her pony tail stand up like that? Hairspray? I'm a sore loser, so Pooh won't get any congrats from Annie. I'm just going to pull her hair - really REALLY hard. LOL!
dear annie: wow, your violent streak is finally showing! poochy's ponytail is capable of expressing her emotion ; when she's happy, they're upright. when she's down, they'll be hanging limp.
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