Weetniet

On Saturday it was scorching hot. duvelman was so kind to invite us to his garden. He has grass, we don't, so the choice was easy! After reading in the sun for about three hours with intervals I looked like a lobster. "Yes", I'd used lotion and "no" no-one noticed anything until it was too late.
After a refreshing shower we went to the 'Lokerse Feesten' to see the Pet Shop Boys. In true tradition we argued in the car "en route" to the festival and we agreed that the next time I should drive instead of bitching about jamaisneutral's driving/parking abilities.
The concert was great minus one incident with some drunken prats. Drunk people are not fun!
On five hours of sleep (two for jamaisneutral) we went to Amsterdam. Due to some mix up about dates, we went to the aftermath of The Canal Pride instead of going to the real thing.
We met up with Dracorubio and went looking for shoes for Spikey, again strolled the streets of Amsterdam. We ended up at the afterparty of The Canal Pride.



There were some hot looking women, some scary men and hunky men but we were just really tired and didn't get to enjoy it too the max. :-(
And I must I've been really tired because I only took about thirty pictures and most of them sucked big time.

Right, that's enough of incohesive rambling.