Amsterdam!

Amsterdamn was a lot of fun! It was at least 10 degrees colder than it is here in Brussels. It was misty and cloudy and slightly dumpy. We arrived Saturday afternoon and checked into our hotel/creepy sex pot. The room was absolutley hilarious. There were 2 beds, but each bed consisted of 2 twins pushed together. The walls were bright pink and the curtains had hearts all over them. The sheets had yellow stains on them and the bathroom was the best part. You open the door and step right into the toilet. We had to sit sideways to actually have room to sit down, otherwise we would have hit the wall. Immediatley to the toilet's right was the sink and shower. The sink was technically in the shower and there was no shower curtain or any type of divider. Good thing we only stayed for one night and didn't need a shower. After checking in, we headed out to explore Amsterdam. We went to the Anne Frank house and then to the red light district. Amsterdam isn't as pretty as we thought it would be. It could have just been the weather, but it just didn't wow me. The red light district was interesting. I truly realized how immature I am...I couldn't stop giggling at half the things I saw. It was sad in a way too.

We went to a place near by to eat and get some drinks. I thought it was called "treasures" but apparently it was called "teasers". We were the only girls in this packed place. It was like the club version of hooters. We were so out of place, but decided that we would have one beer since we were already in there. Within minutes some creepy blad man walks over to us and starts talking. Whitley saved us all by saying that we were from Mexico and only spoke spanish. He had a hard time believing that because we were all "too white". But he was too drunk and didn't speak any english or spanish so we were able to pull it off. He asked for Jenna's name so he could add her as a friend on facebook! hahahahahaha. Ya, she gave him the wrong name for sure. At that moment we realized, if we truly want to meet guys we should just go to a sports bar full of men!





After that we hit up the night life. This is where I have to stop. If you are over the age of 19 and younger than the age of 25, you can message me or get in touch with me and I'll share some good stories. This means you Todd! If you do not fit into that age range, sorry. Maybe another time. But I will share one photo just to show some of the people that we ran into.

Just to explain the photo...he put a dildo in his pants...I'm not grabbing anything of his!










Sunday, Jenna and I wandered into the sex museum. It was funny and slightly gross. It was a bunch of photos. It was like walking into a porn shop. But Jenna and I did find these...