YOU HAVE TO PAY TO USE THE TOILET!, as if giving them my own excrement was not enough, and don’t they get enough money from the drugs and prostitution. We was traveling to Holland, and on the way through Belgium we had to stop at a horrible service station to empty the main valve. And inside this toilet, much like the scene in Trainspotting, it was the Worst Toilet in Belgium, and what made me laugh the most was the graffiti on the walls, and on the toilet seat itself. First I saw the nicely written ‘Fuck England’ to me left, which made me giggle a little. Then I looked down to the toilet seat and it said ‘Czech Scum’, then, the most pointless bit of graffiti I have ever seen was on the toilet roll holder, Ive been so kind to Photoshop it because, who actually brings a camera into a toilet apart from George Micheal?

And that was it….
Pointless graffiti and having to pay to piss aside, Holland, and Belgium, was very nice countries to visit. Well I cant really say I visited Belgium, I only stepped foot onto Belgium that time I needed to goto the toilet. Holland was cool, very different to England for obvious reasons. But one thing that surprised me was, unlike England, there is very few ‘youth trends’ or ‘classes’. In England we have tons: chav, emo, goth, grunger, scene, hardcore, the list goes on, and often these have different names depending on where you live. But in Holland all I really saw was two, Hardcore, which is basically chav, and Alto, which is short for Alternative, which is basically anyone with long hair. Dutch Hardcore is very different to English Hardcore scene. Example:
Dutch Hardcore
Basically what we call chav in England. They listen to Drum and bass, they look like wannabe gangsta’s.
[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZPaMdxC6CQI]
An epileptic in mid fit standing up?
English Hardcore
One of my favorite genres of music, very similar to Punk, but with the similar guttural vocals from metal/Death metal.
[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qACnquW0y_Y]
Hmm which one is more ‘Hardcore’? let me see…
Another thing I noticed is, no offense to the Dutch, I think they are awesome, but most of the youth all dress the same, I hardly saw any ‘Alternative’ people, and me walking around with long-ish black hair everyone stared at me as if I was a freak.
Walking around Amsterdam was an experience. I was just walking around and I turned to my left and there was a big high street and at the bottom there was a big building with a massive Neon sign above it saying SEX SHOP, so naturally I walked down there. I also saw the most famous ‘Coffee shop’ in Amsterdam.
I am pretty sure no one goes in there for their coffee.
Down the high street there was various porn shops, kinky dungeons, and smaller coffee shops. I even passed two prostitute windows with a Childcare Center in the middle of them. And just as I thought I had seen it all, I saw a shop that ONLY sold condoms! All different sizes and shapes, and designs. One had Big Ben on it:


After browsing an extensive selection of condoms I came out of the shop only to be staring straight at this shop:
I am not even sure if this is a shop, it was probably some sort of kinky dungeon where you are given a ‘safe word’ before you enter.
Prostitutes… it was strange walking around a public place with semi-naked women in every window. And what made me laugh was, down the alleys there was not so good looking middle aged prostitutes, and on the main high street there were the porn-star look alike’s. Some looked really young also, and I’m pretty sure one of them that I saw was a man, which is dangerous for drunken English tourists.
Holland reminded me very much of America, the roads are very similar, very straight, and every half mile there is crossroads.
ONE other thing to mention. The Dutch are mad cyclists. They cycle everywhere. There is even a separate bike lane next to EVERY road. To show you how much they like cycling I took this photo…of a Multi Story Bicycle Park:
Mental
So after Holland, we drove all the way back to Kent, South East England, only to set off an hour later to North Wales. I was in the car for 16 hours that day and it sucked.
Wales was ok, it was cold, I had to sleep fully dressed, plus a jumper, because we was in a static caravan. We went on walks…hiking…the most pointless (sport?) ever, I will probably make a post explaining to hikers the errors of their ways, and why they cant just do something normal like running, its so much faster.
P.S I have added all the photo’s to my Flickr which you should see to the right of this page.
