welcome to weedville

first day in amsterdam.

junkies. one in particular, a young dude dressed in a dark green pullover with denim berms, apparently hangs out at the residence where i stay. it's really the first time i've encountered a junkie. it's nothing big, i was sitting with some people at the courtyard and he came up to ask for a cigarette. and i found out he always hangs out here, they've called the police but so far nothing's been done, give him a cig and he's harmless, although he did threaten to attack a security guard with a pole (how big or how sharp i'm unclear about).

apart from getting lost and walking around looking for the accomodation office, i'd say the first day here was pretty good. met some people, the RA is living on my floor, and a brit guy who's been nothing short of extremely helpful. he's been here already for 5 days and seems to really know the area around. plus he seems to be real good fun.

things are gonna be good... heh heh