DumbFunnery

My Global Knowledge Quickly Advances

I feel a bit sheepish (bah-ah-ah-ah?) … turns out I AM in Amsterdam. All those “signs” that were telling me I’m in Australia? Well, it turns out I fell asleep on the plane and dreamt half of them. And they aren’t even Australian stereotypes. In my dream I was wearing sheepskin pants and drinking eggnog – the dream also led me to believe this is an extremely Australian thing to do. I woke up continuing to believe I was in Australia … but that was just due to my complete global ignorance.

Moving on.

Wow! Amsterdam is so nice! And so unique! (I bet Sydney is very unique too … maybe the same kind of unique? Ok fine I’ll stop defending myself.)

Anyhow. I have two goals for the day:

1 – Find a pet store and buy a hamster. Name him, “Hamsterdam.” Take pictures with him.

2 – Perfect my Chris Tucker impression while saying “Amsterdaaaaaaaaam.”

Until tomorrow!

Arriving in … Amsterdam?

Well, this is unfortunate.

I don’t know how this happened … but I’m in Sydney. Australia. Shoot.

I’ve started to look at how I can reverse this drastic thing, but really if I end up spending the trip here that’s just fine! Although I have to say it’s a bit colder here than expected. And the accent is so hard to understand!! I thought this was English! Oh well, I’m off to find the beach!

Flight from Houston to Amsterdam

I am going on a trip to Europe. I am very excited. I’m going with my friend, J. I know our intended schedule, and I know that I want to do a number of things (museums, drinking, eating, seeing incredibly attractive people, taking dumb pictures).

The blog for the next while will be my guesses (written before leaving) for what will happen. So it begins …

The Flight

I’m all set! I bought a few new things for this trip – converters so I can charge my phone (not that I’ll be using it) and camera battery. A duffel bag (I plan to bring back a loot!). A rain jacket (Houston temporarily made me forget what rain was). A book. Annnnd new shoes. Look out world.

I’m sitting by my friend on this flight (and will be hanging out with him for the next 10 days). I hope he doesn’t grow to hate me, that would make this trip uncomfortable. I’m off to a rough start though, because I keep saying, “hey friend!!” and trying to give him a high-five. He hates both these things.

I’m looking forward to when I’m sleepy enough to crash for a while. I’m sure he is too. That’s it for now. See you tomorrow, when I will be in … Amsterdam!!!