JustBrad: When in Amsterdam...

Berlin, to Dusseldorf (Germany), to Amsterdam in three days... I was really sad leaving Berlin, because it was definitely one of the best places I've ever been too in my nineteen years of existence.. Whodathunk that I would have had so much fun in a place that is home to so much negative history? It's crazy to think that I was in Berlin on 4/20, which happens to be Hitler's birthday. More importantly tho, it was Robert Nesta Marley's birthday (oh & the weed smoker's holiday).. Coming into Amsterdam, I didn't know what to expect besides the fact that weed and prostitution is legal there.. I figured it'd be some dirty place with junkies all over, etc.. But it turned out to be a really happy place with beautiful women, a lot of shopping areas, very fashionable, amazing canals, a lot of history, oh and a lot of bud, and the infamous red-light district.. The city was extremely liberal, which can be considered a good or bad thing.. I saw a dad and son from America smoking joints on the street two days in a row.. And, I also seen a mother of 4 rolling a spliff with her daughter as they walked the kids! (wish i had my camera for that). I don't really remember what order I took these pics so I'll try my best to remember..

haven't seen this many cows in a looong time

yes, it sounds just like it looks.. weird..

my new girlfriends.. i wish girls dressed like this back home

ha..! this must be the new style? look for the sweatpants over the jeans look in summer 08'

this chick had the illest dunks!

this is the coffee shop that was featured in Oceans 12

Sour Diesel & Laughing Buddha

met this dude named wilson from boston.. he was all laughs & good vibes

our new homie dav-dav, got a lil' too high

came out and it was raining everywhere

RED LIGHT DISTRICT

you can get beat up for taking pics out here

peeped the Amsterdam night-life.. finding alcohol was a lost cause. you can get 12 different strands of buds in one place no problem, but a bottle of vodka was almost impossible to find.. so we had to actually buy drinks at a bar.. crazy, i know..

they were playing some african soukous music @ the bar.. it reminded me of being back at my dad's house..

window shopping haha.. anyone who pays for their services is lame in my opinion.. but i guess the girls gotta eat too so all more power to them..

it was really surprising to see the amount of girls working in these little windows.. they ranged from white, black, asian, and latino.. and at least 1/3 of the girls could have been models or more, they were just that fine.. it was crazy to think that they put themselves through this.. i guess they make a lot of money tho so whatever it's their world.. i can't believe how many dudes i watched slip into the rooms.. haha losers!.. oh, and there's quite the number of trannies and fat women too, and i watched as "normal" looking dudes slipped into those rooms too.. i felt like taking a long shower afterwards; was really grossed out..

DAY 2

these better be the sweetest berries ever.. he paid 7 euros for them? blacker the berry, sweeter the juice i hope..

one of the first things i saw the next morning was this dude who ran out of a weed-bar stoned out of his mind, and his friend who ran after him.. his eyes were so bloodshot red and he was so scared and panicky. he knelt down on the floor and covered his face, while his friend was trying to get him to snap out of whatever the fuck state of mind he was in haha.. then the dude started crying, and asked, "what's going on?!"..
it's simple man; you're high as hell in amsterdam..