I was beginning to miss the Porsche! I took the two hour train from Zwolle down to Roosendaal to pick it up today. I walked a couple kilometers through the rain without an umbrella to get to the place. The driver’s side seat was destroyed in shipping. It hurts me to look at it.
After a couple hours of waiting I drove it to Amsterdam to get a security system installed by Xanne and the great guys at Protect Effect. It took a couple days, but it’s another requirement for the insurance. While I was in Amsterdam I got a quote from Porsche to fix the seat – $5000. Damn!
I couldn’t pick up my car this week because the slackers over at Marlog car handling company are taking their sweet time unloading it – or at least they didn’t manage my expectations very well. Anyway, it looks like I’m going to skip my original itinerary of cruising through Germany and instead hang out with Dad in Zwolle.
Woah, that was a real doozy!!! Almost broke my left femur yesterday. But the day was fun! I definitely recommend Koninginnedag to anyone wanting to party in Amsterdam. I had the hookup from my friend Sjoerd. We partied on the biggest boat in the canals yesterday. Since it was set up by Red Bull, only Red Bull employees were allowed on the boat… But there’s always room for Roel, right? When you really want to tear it up I recommend Red Bull and vodka. ;-)
After jumping ship with quite a bit of alcohol in my system I lost my friends for about 2 hours. I finally found them at Amstelveld where I hung out with the Dutch superstar Joris Putman and Roderick.
In Amsterdam the street is filled with people for Koninginnenacht, or the night before Queen’s day. I met a couple cool girls who unfortunately had another agenda that night.
My friend Sjoerd (or Stuart for English speakers) played the saxophone at Rain last night. It was a good time – met the owner of the bar, Bas – but we had to reserve a little for today, Koninginnedag.
It’s April 29th, the day before Queen’s Day, and Amsterdam is humming. We stopped by the upscale bar Palladium on the Leidsplein to say hi to some ladies.
…and I took a photo with some of them:
My schedule has been stuffed with club events since I arrived, but I slept on Friday night after my flight. Since then I’ve been trying to figure out how to get my damn car. It looks like the port is closed for the weekend (Europeans are like that, they take time out for life). And since Monday is Koninginnedag (Queen’s Day) it looks like the soonest I’ll get my car is Tuesday. However, the unloading agent said I need car insurance to receive my car. And I’ve had a hell of a time trying to figure that out.
Anyway, Saturday night we graced the club of City Hall in Leiden with our presence. ;-)
I’ve got some good and bad news to report about my flight to Amsterdam. First, the bad news. My sweet friend Rose, after dropping me off at the airport, totalled her car as soon as she got on the freeway.
The good news is that on the way over here I met a nice stewardess, Susie, who I hope to meet up with somewhere later on my trip. In the video below, Sjoerd tells us about Queen’s Day.