A 45 minute flight and I've got jet lag. My body is a tenous jumble of waste.
This hotel room is so big, I'm doing laps as a means of exercise! I have to get up in a bit so I shan't bother much, tonight. Needless to say there has been no whoring/smoking/clog collecting/windmill spinning and all that other stuff Dutch people do.
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To fit it all in we are gonna have to smoke with some whores while wearing clogs in a windmill, get there on bicycles and give the whores tulips afterwards, then we'll have "done" Amsterdam.
Culture, innit.
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