the friendly neighbor

the friendly neighbor has been traveling the globe in search of new trouble to dig into.

i am back from a jet to amsterdam, where in between visiting the heineken factory and vincent van goghs museum, i smoked some of the finest hash in some dubious coffeeshops. i also visited anne franks house, and saw some hookers waiting for clients in their windows. mad sketchy.

then i went to paris for new years eve. the french were incredibly rude, their food was truly disgusting, and i was drunk most of the time so there is not much to report. i did go check out some museums and then spent NYE in a brasserie, where the inebriated patrons counted down to "trois deux un" with david guetta's "the world is mine" playing the backround. then they started a congo line, and i got the fuck out of there. i walked over to notre dame, where some people were definitely smoking heroin and saw a man publicly masturbating, so i took a picture. i will have to post this at a later time.

next day i flew to london to meet up some creepy aquaintances i have that live in wales. we ended up going out to peculiar gay bar, all very old old men. called tranzit to say hello, pretty sure i was slurring my speech bad. got back to the hotel and was so inebriated that i went to my room and passed out cold. a new trip is in the works to make it up to my amigos who stayed up quite later than me.

the next day i flew home, into vegas. all in all, i was pretty wasted the entire trip, while educating myself in some important museums, and keeping up with relations across the pond, so it was a successful and epic journey.