Queen’s night starts to kick in Amsterdam
There’s only two things I hate in this world: people who are intolerant of other people’s cultures and Koninginnenacht.
I would have never thought you had inside knowledge of the celebration. It is one of those days where I truly want to bury myself in a hole and only emerge after all the boers have left the city. The mixture of urine and alcohol in the street makes the place disgusting.
Reblogged from The Gospel of Moll.
