Mark and I were bored, so we figured we'd head off to a bunch of girls we didn't know to fix a computer. And after that, we'd go the Ikea. Note: the person I call Heidi, is called Hayedim, but I don't care.
On trainstation Santpoort we met a Canadian who came from a drilling in Saudi Arabia to smoke pot here. He loved Holland, so we just pretended to not find him weird.