Adventure in Rotterdam

It had been Alex's idea to go to Rotterdam rather than Amsterdam. She



explained to him that everyone went to Amsterdam and she didn't want them to



be too trendy. So Jason went along with her the way he always did.



Their flight was delayed, and by the time they got to the youth hostel, it was



after midnight. Then they were told by a large, imposing woman at the front desk



that there were no beds.



It started to rain, and they were forced to walk through a dark alley in a



suspect area carrying their backpacks. None of this seemed to phase Alex.



"You are such a spoilsport, Jason. This is an adventure we'll be telling our



grandkids about!"



He loved Alexandria, but her unbridled optomism got on his nerves sometimes



There was nothing good about this situation. They were in a foriegn country with



no place to stay and little money.



To think that he could have been in Amsterdam about now, drinking beer in a



cozy pub, and smoking a joint. Instead, they were in an alley in freaking



Rotterdam.



They found an all night grocer and bought a bottle of wine and a loaf of bread



with their meager money. They ended up staying out all night, sitting near the



water's edge drinking and sharing bread.



In the morning he gave into her demands, and she called her father in Chicago



to wire them money for a hotel. They checked into a hotel and spent the entire



day sleeping and making love.



Alex turned out to be right. Rotterdam turned out to be an adventure they would



tell their grandkids about.