Here’s the first, and no doubt last, installment of a comic strip series I’ve created titled “Tales From De Wallen.” The following could probably use some context.
I was hiking back to Amsterdam Centraal last Saturday afternoon, completely oblivious to my surroundings. I looked up from the sidewalk, not expecting to glance over and see a prostitute window, let alone one featuring a 250 lb+ woman who resembled Buddha sitting inside, all covered in tattoos, with a large lotus flower in her hair. After she caught my eye, she blew me a kiss. Good times.
And to think that future generations of American expats may not get to experience awkward situations like this one as they pass through the Red Light District. Sigh…