I heart Amsterdam If anything I learned in travel is that if you go up beyond the Pyrenees do in summer, boy. From June to August, September and you're getting caught.
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In early June came recommended an urgent trip to Rotterdam, we had to Alberto (teammate and friend, contemporary, related, and also resident in the Costa Brown) and me there. When they told us we looked at our respective tables and we sharpened fang sly. When we recommended that cogiéramos a flight to Amsterdam Schiphol and from there it cogiéramos a train on our own electric rate was swift and straight to the village on the outskirts of Rotterdam as they edged us something more in the mouth. And notice that we also say we have to go a day earlier that due to the urgency and no tickets are left for the day expected. Ohhh, what bitch. Well, we are professionals, we go a day earlier.
So the day before you are calm, they said. We spent the whole day in Amsterdam, but with no calm. The day was fucking great and people had taken the street, the mob had been strong in the streets and fought tooth and nail for the party, living the day as if it were the last (have you seen that phrases in the same sentence ?). Was added to the good weather which was a holiday in the Netherlands, the country with the highest average height of Europe. The chock terraces, street performers and more fans than ever and saturated channels of boats, barges and boats full of people with music and thousands of cans of Heineken, the logo is more smiling than ever.
People quietly in Dam Square Whenever a country is to try to eat the typical place. So we went to the deli first we saw. The shopkeeper recommended a product typically Dutch gourmet cuisine, advised us that it taste the same day he had to be fresh and also know the consequences of air travel could lead to the delicatessen. We recommended that the product simply to accompany her water and said that married perfectly with candy. As we parted he said with an enigmatic smile that digestion were sometimes complicated, but not to worry. Chewing
these words we get into Amsterdam, which was decked while we were in the store. Rebullía shining and ever. The bikes were swarming everywhere, the sun was hollow where you least expect and all the streets ended in Amsterdam Centraal Station. Suddenly you had a nice breeze and not realizing you were in Vondelpark. Other tourists follow your steps, do you follow them to them? The fact is that between doubt and printing hear the jazz clubs that vibrates from the center and Rakim nailed a black says something to check his tune, saying something for a such Lucia and I do not know what diamonds. Well, that, that Amsterdam is cool, but it is time to go to Rotterdam.
Kinderdijk mills from the hotel room. The hotel was a house with a few rooms in the middle of the field. There work in an enterprise located in a small village next to a large canal on the outskirts of Rotterdam. Once again, Holland gives the surprise is that the company is building luxury yachts. Filthy luxury. Right now building a yacht for Steven Spielberg and a Greek builder, I do not remember his name and I guess you will not mind. When you finish the author of "Close Encounters of the Third Kind" because of the scale, you can not be thrown out of the canal because it collides with the bridge crane at the shipyard. Here we come: lifting & lowering, up & down smooth. Up & down worldwide to make some up & down.
On the left we see the bow of the steamer Spielberg. We all put our sand den going to see Jurassic Park. Displaying we put the pool shark that looks on the surface. Tucked in work memorable met a guy with whom I learned a lesson. While changed quite a few components in poor condition (on top of the bridge crane and no space to move and all the shit that an overhead crane can hold) was prowling around a spunky little older than me, with your good wig and his dress informal yet elegant and not doing anything in space. My prejudices they lacked time to determine who was a commercial, "the typical commercial who comes here to hang a medal, I thought.
In the field, no books, no commands, no bike, no TV, no clothes to change you, it was our company. In these was, when optics swing the piston of a solenoid coil I just put the other old. Glups. It is brand new and has been assumed by the former to improve the system. This is where you pray and do the typical valve on and off several times in a row, you push a bit with the screwdriver, you change things by changing anything but remove it, which is delicate work to do in a place to take your wind workshop. As the commercial comes smiling and I said that if the dismantle. Well come on, the guy in a suit takes it, we got to the shop, ask those who had tools out there. It is a new distributor and we do not know, but since this guy is a p'alante echao now we begin to gut. Meanwhile, the guy joking, smiling and humming the songs played on the radio of the workshop and keeping the oil and grease away from the suit.
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Photo of rigor when it comes out all right on the roof of the shipyard. Figure does not appear to speak. the end the fix, I swallowed my prejudice and I realized that this life is for the gay, men of action. That rock spread and spread around. Twirling this the days passed, we saw Rotterdam and went back to the country which is yellow and brown from the airplane window.
Rotterdam crossing. I flips the city: skyscrapers, buildings Curro, perfect planning, Chinatown, Arab quarter, record stores and puertaco.
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