|Scouts were everywhere!|
It was our first leg on the Eurail pass. We reserved a bunk on a train, and after spending some time making sure we were early for the ride, arrived at our car and hurled our packs up into the compartment above the aisle. We got the top two bunks that we found much later had a ladder under the beds for access. We shared the place with an Indonesian man, two Russians, and a German woman. The Russians came with beer, and Fisk. (I had some in the middle of the night while they were still up drinking, and it tasted just like cough syrup; it felt great on my scratchy throat.)
|Our teacher, Kristien|
|our neighborhood and trolley|
|The Narrowest Building 1.8 Meters Wide|
|Place for Escaped Catholic Nuns|
|"Coffee Shop;" tokers on the upper floors|
Simon was exceptional with his tour: informative, entertaining, succinct, grounded, resilient, clear, considerate. I was very impressed.
|The Bulldog, famous "coffee shop"|
|Public Urinal, heavily used!|
|Prostitute Widows, Thai Massage, Christian Hostel...|
Les signed us up for another walking tour of the Red Light District with Jo. Jo was a bit of a funny character, with her gestures that were late for her verbal rhythm. She also seemed to be slightly repulsed by the whole scene. We learned that the lit windows where the ladies call to men (16 years and older) for a 15 minute 50+ Euro session are open, and if the curtain is closed, she has been successful in finding business. If there is a blacklight, the woman might be a man, or she might be a good choice in fetish activity. She pays for the rental of the window and room that comes with security, should something go wrong. This independent entrepreneur pays taxes based on the average amount someone would make in the time she rented.
Jo called them condom ninjas, and they are as healthy as anyone else in Netherlands, even though 75% of them are immigrants of the EU. I was surprised with how many windows there were, and especially surprised at how many had curtains closed, though I never saw a man go in or out. The women are violent when someone wants to take a picture, and a common retaliation is chasing them down, tossing a glass of piss on the camera holder and crushing the camera on the cobblestone.
I still don’t know why so many are doing such good business; apparently you can make between 800 and 5000 Euros on a good night. They tried 4 windows with men in them, but the publicity drove the women insane and drove them out. You can ask for “the book” at your local hotel and call in a man if you like.
|His Holiness (Hare Krishna)|
|Everyone drinks noon beer|
Any ideas out there?