Back like never left! Nope….I did leave this ‘hallowed’ space for a bit. Honestly, I existed everywhere else but here, not proud to have oozed out without even the slightest notice, but hey, life happened! I’m back and I’m never gonna leave, at least not without a warning, take my words to the bank and cash out.
I’ve lived through decades, at least 3, and I’ll tell you this; make sure you don’t die without visiting the city of Amsterdam, I can guarantee that your soul won’t rest in peace, oh, you didn’t know?
Just for clarity and perhaps context, Amsterdam, (the dam of the river Amstel) is one of the most, if not the most populous city in The northern part of The Netherland. And hey, this city is popular for a good reason; it is home and welcoming to all and sundry. But the interesting twist here is, you have to have a certain kind of mindset to accommodate this insanely busy and ridiculously unique ‘wonder on earth’ city. I guess I’m saying a lot without saying nothing, yup, and that’s because my brain is on overdrive.
Back in my days as a Nigerian tourist, Amsterdam was “it” for me, my annual vacation could never be complete without this phenomenal city getting into the mix somewhere, somehow. And by some funny twist of fate, Amsterdam ‘happened’ to me and here I am breathing it every single God-given day…I’m exhausted. It’s a love-hate relationship from my end, but just like an opium I can’t get enough of the euphoria. The further in you go the crazier situations you meet; the city offers you the freedom, the liberty, the leeway to be you, to be someone else or even be both….breath easy, the world is your oyster baby, inhale, exhale, repeat the process but don’t say I did not warn you, because the Politie force are peopled by carefully selected creatures…and giants have got nothing on them.
If you think you swing towards the ‘hemp’ way, sorry dude, you just might be a toddler, someone else is an authority on that space. If shopping is your thing….you are on the voyage, welcome, you’ll love it here, and the humans that grace the city have one striking thing in common…the presence of mind.
And so on that eventful day that happened to be my birthday eve, yours truly decided to visit the inner and the crazier part of the city, what’s a birthday without some sprinkling of Amsterdam vibe, and voila, I came away with a new weird piercing…don’t blame me, blame it on the Amsterdam bug. I’m a dedicated worshiper in the sacred sanctuary of the kingdom of Amsterdam and that’s how we know to roll.
Do I love it here? Emm, I think you may need to check in with my psychiatrist…she has all the answers.
