Pretty amazing "first day" to an 18 day trip.  Benny had his boy Vic the limo driver pick us up at his crib in LA.  Great guy and even better....we learned what our Russian names are...Benny Johnovich and Donnie Russovich...Its actually fairly simple...It's your first name and your father's first name with a 'vich", this is a sign of respect for your family or a way to really get yourself in hot water...if you do something screwed up your fathers name gets drug into it and I'm sure he'd be pissed.  Russia...watch out...I'm coming some day.

The flight...I guess was your typical 9 hour flight...we left about 45 minutes late but somehow el capitan said we would make it up...make it up we did...was suppose to be 10 hour flight but we made in in 9:15...probably a good thing because there were more crying kids on that flight than I ever want to see again.  I really thought Benny of all people was going to give pointers on parenting to some of these people and show them exactly how to slap their kids. 


The train ride into town was non eventful but once we get off the train and out of the station the amount of people is staggering, especially with a small person strapped to my back aka my pack.  Our hotel www.exchangeamsterdam.com is very cool.  Small place 2 blocks from the station right in the middle of the shit show as there are people everywhere.  During our nappy time yesterday a fucking marching band goes under our window...bass drums on bellies, trumpets...the whole shabang...are you kidding me?  As for the people who know benny....slept right through it.

Last night was fairly uneventful...some excellent Heineken's and a stroll through the redlight district and let me tell you what entertainment...we were on a street corner and must have heard 10 different languages in a matter of 10 seconds... Woman everywhere...behind the glass and walking around...crazy little town...going to enjoy more of it now...renting bikes and I think I'm gonna roll with the gopro...stay tuned