I got up and packed and left for the train station. Not too much of a problem with all that, except I think I missed one of the trains because I was a bit confused. They run all the time though.
I got to Amsterdam and made my way to the hostel where I put my stuff down. I then decided to walk around, and found a lot of shops with smoking paraphernalia, sex shops, food shops, and all sorts of places. Didn’t explore the red light district just yet, but went back to get more of an idea of what I wanted to do. I met these two guys in the hostel who were a bit… typical fraternity guy personality, and when I was trying to talk to them they were glued to the television. They mentioned a sex show that was really interesting, and so I decided to go see that.
I headed out again and this time wandered around the red light district. This is probably one of two things that make Amsterdam completely unique from the rest of the cities I’ve been to. Basically, for those who don’t know, protitutism is legal in Amsterdam. The prostitutes are self employed, and they rent out these booths lit by red lights along certain streets and alleyways in a general area of Amsterdam. The booths cost about 80 to 130 euros for an 8 hour shift. The prostitutes generally charge 50 euros for 15 minutes with them. As you can see, they can get a lot of money from this… Anyhow, because this is such a completely strange and unique thing, people find themselves walking around the red light district for a while. It’s an entertainment in itself, just casually strolling by these booths where prostitutes tap on the windows and what not trying to get you to choose them.
Anyhow, I went to this sex show at Casa Rosso (which now that I think about it… shouldn’t it be Casa Rossa?). The show came with 5 free drinks, which I took advantage of. It was a bit strange but because I’m weird I saw it more as something intriguing. They had weird acts, fun acts, humorous stuff, and things that tried to be very sexy but weren’t really that much. And then after 9 acts they repeated them, which was also strange… How does the same guy/girl do the same performance however many times a night, each night? I mean, the acts were repeated the same way. Use your imagination.
Anyhow, after that I was hungry, and then I stumbled upon a treasure which several others I’ve talked to have found: Wok to Walk. The most amazing delicious food to have when you’ve been walking around a red light district for hours with alcohol and not much else in your stomach. Amazing.
And then went back to the hostel to bed.