Moped Saviour
OK so Amsterdam 15 years back, me and Gaz had been doing what 17yr olds do in Amsterdam, namely wondering around the RLD in a haze.
Two blokes approach and offer to sell us coke, we politely decline and walk away. They start shouting that we have spilt their goods, and follow us up the strasse demanding cash. We stand by a bridge for a while trying to get rid of them and they are getting very shirty. All of a sudden, one of them goes "alright mate, never mind" and walks off. "That was odd" says my mate, "not really" I reply pointing to the policeman on a motorbike behind him.
Later that day we were crossing another bridge and as we get to the apex see the same two fellas, with a dozen mates, sat outside a cafe. Unfortunately they clock us at the same time and stand up pointing and shouting and running our way. Out of nowhere a moped appears and smacks straight into the leader at full pelt, carrying him off 20yds down the road before slamming on and depositing him hard on the road. His mates fell about laughing, forgot all about us and we turned tail and scarpered!

Same trip saw me get mugged at scissorpoint for a pocketful of guilders, get my bag and passport nicked from under my nose, and be late for the ferry, prompting a knuckle biting race in a taxi to the docks where they put the gangplank back on for us to run up.
I don't speak much Dutch, but am reasonably familar with the term "fucking stupid English".
(whatfun?, Fri 16 Jun 2006, 15:24, Reply)