Last Sunday one of my new roommates came back from Belgium with the repaired motor of our boat. After we installed and tested the motor on Monday I thought by myself to take a ride on the canals of Amsterdam. Yesterday, after work, I took the boat and shipped to the Anne Frank House to pick up my business partner and his girl friend. To act environmentally friendly I decide to cut of the power of the motor as long as I stopped to wait for my two guests. After they arrived I started the motor holding an electricity cable to the ignition plug. Just when I bend ahead I heard a ‘FLASH’. My first thought was F?!@K$%!!! .
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Apr
29
I knew that this will happen. But I don’t thought that it would happen that fast. Someone has stolen my bike. Well, that’s Amsterdam. The city of tiny canals, buy-able love, weed and mushrooms. But let me explain what happen in detail.