When I accepted an invitation to go cheer on a friend racing in the national bakbrommer championship, I had no idea what a unique and excellent event I would be attending. The neverending stream of competitors with their unique bakbrommer cycles was incredible. As was the location; a big squat community, a car/boat cemetary, and an old factory. I’ve never seen anything like it, hence this vlog.
A break from my usual style of podcast. Madge Weinstein passed through Amsterdam yesterday, before eating her way to Hungary, she and I went to visit the famed Dutch vlogger and pro-foreskin crusader, the MacDocMan. I should note that he didn’t know he was being recorded initially, but I thought the conversation was interesting and fun and hopefully he agrees because otherwise I’m sure he can afford a lawyer and I certainly can’t. If you’re fragile and you can’t stand talk about genitals, this show is not for you… wimp.
“So who’s still around?” Brooke asked me, fresh off the plane from Berlin. Who is still around. Tricky question in most beloved European cities these days. I tried to name names, stumbling when I’d realize she never knew this person or that person. Sometimes I’d name someone I knew from 4 years ago, other times I’d mention someone I’d only met in the last year… in both cases it reminded me of how tricky time is, resulting in this pseudo-expat-amsterdamer-alzheimers. Where you forget the year, mix up the name, or just go blank.
Still having one of the allstars of my Amsterdam past back in town after a year in Berlin is a great thing. She looks at the city with great excitement, with a certain giddyness that in the daily routine, I sometimes forget. It is, as they say, a breath of fresh air.
Funny thing, as I look up at my first two paragraphs, I think I’ve said similar before when someone returns. It is the way, after all, around these parts. People come and go. They often come back, though it’s not the same. Sometimes they fall right back into things, sometimes they cherish the little things more than the last time. However you go about it, it is a tradition.
Oh.. and as a bonus today, a captivating video of my first mate and I navigating the ruthless sea.
Podcast will be recorder later this evening. Its 22 degrees C, sunny, and the entire city of Amsterdam is fleeing the office buildings and sprawling themselves out everywhere and anywhere.
This means one thing for me: to the boatmobile!
Tonight I address the State Department’s Annual Terrorism Report. You’ll laugh, you’ll cry, and then you’ll hopefully get annoyed with the world and demand change. Or you’ll just laugh. Either way, see you tonight.