Saturday, ya another one.
Well good day readers.
Today I updated several of my previous enteries and added lots, so you can now go read them all again.
Today is like yesterday and the day before but tomorrow is different.
I woke up today not knowing what day it was. All days to me are the same except Sundays as the bakery is closed so it's scrambbled eggs on toast and not the usual crossaints. but to day being Saturday I did not have to worry about this until tomorrow.
Nieuwmarkt is hosting the Uit Markt (Out market) ? it's a festival held every year but usually out in the sticks. As I type this the buildings is vibrating with the noise of the music. They have taken over the entire square and squeezed the Saturday organic market over into one small corner of the square behind the Waag. There are 1000's of people out on the square listening to the noise and every drug addict, crack head and pan handlier are on hand to relieve as many people of their small change or full wallets as possible.
Weather wise is not so good, a few hours back the hevans opened and everyone ran for cover but it is dry at present. Loads of drink and food stalls all over the place.
Joined the cleaning crew again today as we had Brendan doing the cleaning rota while Mothership fumed in the background "It's my job she said several times but a semi tone too low for anyone to hear.
So with Brendan F...... up the rota I got drafted into the cleaning crew.
Giuseppe due back Monday , we are all dreading it. Since he left his little dream pad has been raided several times, Emmett grabbed the DVD player, Mothership got his computer as her own died last week and now his monitor has been given to Amsterdam Home.
All hell will break out on his return. We were thinking of vanishing while he was away and still might during a future vacation of his. Packing up everything and leave for warmer climates. Giuseppe to return to a load of strange lodgers living in all the apartments including his own dream pad and none of them knowing nothing of us, Amsterdam Escape or anything else.
Amazing what goes throught your mind when you smoke 20 joints a day or more.
Last Thursday we have another disaster, We had a flood in HQ apartment.
The first we knew of it was the guest in Amsterdam Home phoned us to inform us that the fire birgade was outside and water was everywhere. Emmett as usual on hearing news of this sort went into a total panic. Fire, Fire in 106, fire brigage is there. Mothership, Emmett and myself ran towards HQ and could smell fire in the air. Emmett phoned Brendan who was in his second home (The bar) also ran on hearing the news. We arrived at the scene to find 6 or more fire men in our house after battering down to of the 3 doors (ever hear of a bell)
There were guests inside who could have opened the door to them.
The pump which pumps the water under pressure to the upper levels of the building had burst and millions of gallons or litres were pouring down the stairs and out onto the street , In the basement (Amsterdam Snug) was also being flooded , The lights then went so we could see nothing. The stop cock to turn off the water is located behind a mirroe in the snug so you could not find it if you did not know where it was located. Emmett screamed at the fireman to give him the flash light so he could turn off the water but the fireman kept saying that the stopper was above. Emmett SCREAMED "Give me the fucking flash light" The firman threw the light to Emmett and He and brendan ran into the Snug. The water was off. Next thing the fireman get a call to Nieuwmarkt Square a man has had a heart attack, all the firemen jump into their engine and with sirens blasting they speed off towards Nieuwmarkt leaving us with a disaster zone. "Sorry heart attacks over rule leaks" one fireman shouted as they sped away. Not sure what a fire engine can do for a heart attack victim, run him over maybe.
Today I updated several of my previous enteries and added lots, so you can now go read them all again.
Today is like yesterday and the day before but tomorrow is different.
I woke up today not knowing what day it was. All days to me are the same except Sundays as the bakery is closed so it's scrambbled eggs on toast and not the usual crossaints. but to day being Saturday I did not have to worry about this until tomorrow.
Nieuwmarkt is hosting the Uit Markt (Out market) ? it's a festival held every year but usually out in the sticks. As I type this the buildings is vibrating with the noise of the music. They have taken over the entire square and squeezed the Saturday organic market over into one small corner of the square behind the Waag. There are 1000's of people out on the square listening to the noise and every drug addict, crack head and pan handlier are on hand to relieve as many people of their small change or full wallets as possible.
Weather wise is not so good, a few hours back the hevans opened and everyone ran for cover but it is dry at present. Loads of drink and food stalls all over the place.
Joined the cleaning crew again today as we had Brendan doing the cleaning rota while Mothership fumed in the background "It's my job she said several times but a semi tone too low for anyone to hear.
So with Brendan F...... up the rota I got drafted into the cleaning crew.
Giuseppe due back Monday , we are all dreading it. Since he left his little dream pad has been raided several times, Emmett grabbed the DVD player, Mothership got his computer as her own died last week and now his monitor has been given to Amsterdam Home.
All hell will break out on his return. We were thinking of vanishing while he was away and still might during a future vacation of his. Packing up everything and leave for warmer climates. Giuseppe to return to a load of strange lodgers living in all the apartments including his own dream pad and none of them knowing nothing of us, Amsterdam Escape or anything else.
Amazing what goes throught your mind when you smoke 20 joints a day or more.
Last Thursday we have another disaster, We had a flood in HQ apartment.
The first we knew of it was the guest in Amsterdam Home phoned us to inform us that the fire birgade was outside and water was everywhere. Emmett as usual on hearing news of this sort went into a total panic. Fire, Fire in 106, fire brigage is there. Mothership, Emmett and myself ran towards HQ and could smell fire in the air. Emmett phoned Brendan who was in his second home (The bar) also ran on hearing the news. We arrived at the scene to find 6 or more fire men in our house after battering down to of the 3 doors (ever hear of a bell)
There were guests inside who could have opened the door to them.
The pump which pumps the water under pressure to the upper levels of the building had burst and millions of gallons or litres were pouring down the stairs and out onto the street , In the basement (Amsterdam Snug) was also being flooded , The lights then went so we could see nothing. The stop cock to turn off the water is located behind a mirroe in the snug so you could not find it if you did not know where it was located. Emmett screamed at the fireman to give him the flash light so he could turn off the water but the fireman kept saying that the stopper was above. Emmett SCREAMED "Give me the fucking flash light" The firman threw the light to Emmett and He and brendan ran into the Snug. The water was off. Next thing the fireman get a call to Nieuwmarkt Square a man has had a heart attack, all the firemen jump into their engine and with sirens blasting they speed off towards Nieuwmarkt leaving us with a disaster zone. "Sorry heart attacks over rule leaks" one fireman shouted as they sped away. Not sure what a fire engine can do for a heart attack victim, run him over maybe.
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