It's been a while since the last update and a lot has been done.
When Alia left off she said that we were going into the Hague, which we did. While there, we went to Madurodam, which is a small town of scale models of famous and/or interesting Dutch buildings. It's quite fun for the most part, but one such as myself can only look at so many minature buiidings. Alia liked it because it was small and cute, and she likes small and cute things.
After Madurodam, we took the tram to Scheveningen and had poffertjes on the beach. Poffertjes, for those who don't know, are something like small and very delicious pancake balls with powdered sugar and butter. After this fantastic and nutritious meal, we returned to Den Haag and met up with a friend of mine, with whom we sat down and drank beer. Later we met up with another friend of mine and had more beer, then by chance more old friends showed up and yet more beer was had. This is what you do in the Netherlands when you meet an old friend, you go to a pub and tell stories over beer and by the end of the night you are happy but have some trouble walking in a straight line and probably shouldn't operate heavy machinery.
The next day was our final day in Amsterdam which was both a good day and a bad day. It was a good day because it was tons of fun. It was a bad day because our flight to Denmark left that day instead of the next like we thought it did. We started the day with a trip to Madam Tusseauds wax figure museum. They had a Pirates of the Carribbean display going on with actors who would jump out at you. One of us got a good scare, but I won't say who. We also got to have our pictures taken with such prominent figures as Johnny Depp, Micheal Jackson, Tina Turner, Jennifer Lopez, Van Gogh and the Mona LIsa (not the real painting, but a figure of the Mona Lisa, it was interesting).
Soon after leaving Madam Tusseauds we met up with one of my friends from the previous night and Alia and I had a herring eating competition. Herring is gross when prepared by the Dutch, very gross. After the competition, which I won, we went to a fry shop where you can get the world's, or at least Amsterdam's, best french fries. They were welcome relief from the taste of herring.
That evening was spent wandering around the Red Light District, adminring the local economy and visting various naughty shops which were full of the craziest things. We also went to a sex show, which really wasn't as exciting or entertaining as I had thought it would be, that is until my friend was half dragged on stage as a volunteer participant in a dominatrix act. I won't describe to you what happened but I'll let you know that I had tears in my eyes and nearly died of laughter.
The next day we caught a flight to Denmark, which is a small country that is much more cold and rainy than Oman. I'll tell you more about Denmark later, but for now I need to go and get some breakfast.
-Brandon
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