Basket of Thoughts

Thoughts from my mind to the internet

This morning we head out towards Hamburg, Germany. Amsterdam was a great city. Well, it’s time to check out so that’s all for now. I wrote this entry in the fleeting moments before we left our hotel room that morning. I think I expected to get more down but there wasn’t time. We had a …

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We went to the Anne Frank house. It was an experience that really put into perspective the dangers during The Holocaust. I remember having to read parts of Anne Frank’s diary in school when I was younger. I want to say as early as 5th grade or so. All I can say was at that …

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Pretty much in the clear now. Jason and Matt couldn’t even tell I was tripping other than my pupils being huge. Not the mind blowing experience I’d hoped for. I would’ve liked more visuals. I also think that when I’m in a public setting and tripping I feel obliged to fit in and don’t enjoy …

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We are back at the Old Sailor bar and now in full shroom mode. I can barely write, not sure how I’m doing it. Keeping very much to my own devices at the moment. Hands are clammy. I think I will stop writing for now. Yeah, I was having serious body high at this point …

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T minus 2 hours until I consume the truffles I purchase. The woman recommended eating and then waiting 2 1/2 hours before consuming them. I purchased a kind called Dragon Slayer. We are currently at a bar in the red light district and are planning to go to the prostitution museum. I’m guessing by the …

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Amsterdam is off to a good start and I haven’t even indulged in a coffee shop or grabbed truffles yet. Beautiful city with a bunch of canals. Surprisingly, as complicated as it looks at first, I think I can navigate pretty well around here. We had a good dinner and there are so many places …

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On the train to Amsterdam. I’m looking forward to a few days here. I think I’m starting to beat out this head cold. I picked up some decongestant pills at the pharmacy yesterday. The Hemingway Special drink I had at the cafe was good but expensive. Probably a good thing because if they were a …

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Currently sitting at Les Deux Margots, a famous cafe that was frequented by the likes of Pablo Picasso and Ernest Hemingway. We actually ordered a drink aptly named the Hemingway Special. We saw the Eiffel tower today as as well as Jim Morrison’s grave. Unfortunately, Matt told me someone had stolen the headstone. That was …

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