The Return

I had totally intended to do the whole mobile blogging thing, but as you can see, I flaked. Perhaps that's a good thing, because now you know I wasn't sitting around typing whole rants with two thumbs on a small Blackberry keyboard. I was out, doing the Amsterdam thing, however you want to imagine that, and I had a helluva good time. It wasn't good for the reasons you might think (extended periods of lost time, tingling sensations, inebriation) but rather just because it was fun. I hang out with friends, had some laughs, took some pictures, saw some pretty amazing things. It gave me a perspective on a few things, which ill discuss in a later post, and it gave me a monster stiff neck (thanks to the multi-land people/bike/car/tram traffic that forced me to twist my head back and forth to make sure I wasn't getting run over or yelled at).

Now I'm on a LIRR train heading to Long Island for the holidays. On Saturday I make the move to Park Slope, so really, this trip could not have come at a more opportune time. You take the me from as late as the third week in August and the me a week from now, and you notice that I changed two major parts of my life - job and residence. That's kind of crazy when I think about it. Yeah. Crazy and awesome.

Whoever said that holiday travel is slow this season obviously didn't jump on the LIRR cause this train is stacked. I have people in the aisles hanging over me and somehow, even with the neck thing, I managed to toss my luggage up on the overhead rack, to the horror of some girl below who totally thought I'd drop it on her. Wonder how exactly ill get off this thing.

Oh one thing I have to mention about the hotel we stayed at (an ex orphanage on the corner of Oosterpark, the park where Theo Van Gogh was murdered while biking through it back in 2004). The place was super modern, with white and black minimalist furniture and a totally European bathroom. By "European" I mean that the wall was made of half-ass tinted black glass that just wasn't tinted enough. You could totally see the person in the shower or on the can. It was pretty disconcerting. We managed, but it took some getting used to, and required a disclaimer pre-bathroom use.

"Um, dude, I'm going in there right now so unless you want to catch a glimpse of the package you might want to keep watching the Discovery Channel for a few minutes."

I miss that bathroom.

No I don't.