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Fear not, the Doctor did not abandon you and Impact is soon to follow with a post I'm sure. We recently went on a little "soul searching" expedition in Europe, running through Amsterdam and Paris like madmen then ending up the whole shebang in Normandy at the D-Day Beaches. Amsterdam was sheer madness, hookers everywhere, pickpockets and madmen abound, it was absolutely beautiful. America claims to be the land of the free, when really were simply the home of the brave and slightly confused. Amsterdam trumps all other countries in freedom seeing as most drugs are decriminalized and you can purchase yourself some ridiculous ganja every block or so, sometimes theres even three or four coffee shops side by side on a street. If I had to pick a European nation to live in it would definitely be Holland, and I would take immediate residence in Amsterdam. Everyone is friendly, aside from the pickpockets and people running around on just about every substance known to man, but hey at least there is a bit of entertainment there. The streets stay clean, the people take care of themselves, and most people are more than willing to direct you around if you are lost and most will even go the extra mile of leading you to your destination if it isnt too far and you are legitimately lost!
Paris, on the other hand, is the polar opposite of Amsterdam, atleast in my experience. The streets are filthy, almost as dirty as half of the people that live there. Also the streets, train stations, hotels, and just about everywhere you can imagine are over run with gypsies begging for change, crazed homeless people that will chase you down for money, pickpockets with the biggest balls in the world, and generally hateful people. The first night was fine despite the hotel being something reminiscent of Eli Roth's Hostel, although we were badgered by gypsies asking if we spoke english and then begging for any change we had, and almost immediately losing 3 members of our party in the heart of Paris. The second day went by without a hitch, I got a good drunk going because it was my birthday and crashed with a smile on my face, and a severe exhaustion from being at the Louvre and wandering around the odd smelling streets of paris aimlessly looking for decent food (which is damn near impossible to find apparently.) The last day was total hell on earth, we spent the whole day either on a boat or on a bus seeing the same crap over and over and over again, the whole day ended in a bar fight between me, two of my friends, and a pickpocket, which I guess could have happened the first two nights but anyways. I tire of ranting children so I will bid you farewell until next time, and remember, a little smile and high hopes can change everything!
Yours Truly,
The Doctah
