Due to a merger at work, there is a lot of re-organisation and unfortunately, it looks like I have spent my last trip in Amsterdam for the foreseeable future. I love this city and would love to live in it.
Arriving on Wednesday night, the hotel welcomed me, as always with a little present. No-one has ever used this word combination to me before.
"Your present is cheese" seems also to some up what I believe were the unspoken words of the important person in my command chain who made the decision that I should look after some big budget stuff in London, rather than the small budget stuff Amsterdam where I am generally far more content. Laura wants to give him a kick in the Edams.
On Thursday night I had a few drinks with some colleagues in Amstelveen, a few more at De Bekeerde Suster in the old centre of town and a few more at Bourbon Street with some of the hotel staff after they finished work. These are places I will miss, as I will Castell, which you must visit if ever you are in the city. I've eaten here a dozen or so times this year. Their prime rib is superb and the meat falls from the bones on their ribs by giving it a hard stare. The last time I went their my palate had an orgasm.
Whilst on a postprandial stroll through the market in Amstelveen on Friday I noticed this:
I've used a Dremel before but never an ass blow case electric grinder.
After boarding the Fokker 50 at Amsterdam Schiphol to fly home to London City on Friday it all went wrong. London City was closed and all of the passengers from the 16:10 flight to City were herded on to the 18:15 to Heathrow. KLM staff in Amsterdam very kindly lied about our luggage coming on the flight with us and KLM staff in London lied about it being delivered to our home addresses on Saturday.
'The Flying Dutchman' was until recently the name of the KLM frequent flyer programme. As anyone acquainted with the legend knows, the Flying Dutchman is a ship doomed to sail the oceans for eternity. Much it would seem, like my luggage.
2 comments:
Brilliant. I think that the fact that you have become Mr Black Square probably means that cheese is more than you deserve Jase
...and when you're done with the ass grinder any chance...?
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