Daily Archives: 17/06/2015


In the Port of Amsterdam – Part 2

We woke up surprisingly early that morning, emptied our stomachs and chewed on magic mushrooms while trying to find the elusive Vondel Park. Occasionally, the Indian man would speak up and ask, “Where’s Morris?”: I think he was talking about Sean, our conversations with him the night before were still floating in our minds as…


Chilly Days in Amsterdam

((Hello, this is my section man. Doobies section. This is High Rantings with Doobie Oh Dayum. A psychedelic carnival of great ideas and exciting characters that I think I met. I probably did. Or maybe not. This one’s about a trip to Amsterdam.)) PROLOGUE   Chilly days in the port of Amsterdam, I can faintly recall poured…