Let me just start off by saying I'm... Eurotrash.
Right, I'm British, from London, work in London including in The Shard and The Gherkin (iconic buildings of this city) with my day job and my Saturday job sees me in Soho promoting a nightclub. Never forget MY HOMETOWN'S STAMP ON THE WORLD - rock, Union Jack, London fashion, drugs.. Am most definitely a drift in a sea of drugs and meaningless sex; even if London is a metro like New York City.
So me kicking around Europe, for me is 'the thing to do', I'm not saying every European is Eurotrash, but I am.
I look at my life in London, Soho, and guitar and drugs and girls and people and stuff, from Soho Original Books being 'the way' for me... I am Eurotrash.
So no matter where I go, I am Eurotrash.
Kicked around Amsterdam, stayed in the Red Light District, didn't go for the sex, I mean, Soho's perfect. But I did go for the drugs.
I love to get stoned and Amsterdam is the one.
Quickly found my local coffeehouses, roamed the city as well as smoke, eat space cake, and partied at night walking through the city back to my hotel in the early hours of the morning.
That was cool, Amsterdam is cool.
I've been to the United States... I think everyone should at least once in their life; See who control the world.
I was me, and I was 17 last time I went. I was already fucking and getting stoned (fun fact, I lost my virginity to a one night stand on the 9th and flew out to Philadelphia on the 14th and a week from losing my virginity I was on a balcony at my brother's then apartment in Pennsylvania in June 2004...
So even then I was; me. From here and everything.
I got carded when I tried to buy cigarettes and managed to buy some too, so it was hit and miss for me trying to get a cigarette out there because in England, the smoking age was 16 and I had been smoking since 14 and developed a habit.
Drank black coffee there too. at this Mormon wedding too.
Looking back, I was a bit of a freak.
Stayed with my sister in Seaside Heights, she lived 5/10 minutes away from the board walk there.
Years later in England I saw an episode of The Jersey Shore and fell off my seat, even had some guy I met too!.
It's a small, beautiful world.