Paranoia

White widow. Northern Lights. Casey Jones. Joints. Spliffs. Pipes. Hash, hash … more hash. My eyes were wide. I had seen it all before, in the pretty glass case displays, but had forgotten. For anyone who enjoys a occassional puff of the wacky tobacky, being in Amsterdam is like being a kid in a candyContinue reading “Paranoia”

The city I hadn’t planned on

I sat in the lobby of Eden Hotel in Rembrandt Square, waiting patiently for B and N to walk through the rotating doors. It had been a long trip from Berlin, made longer by the fact that I was so excited to meet up with two of my best friends in the entire world. InContinue reading “The city I hadn’t planned on”