Wednesday, 19 December 2007

Amsterdam


I'm late for work. Who cares. Gay Boss is away, Bimbo has taken the week off, Stoner is in Amsterdam, Scruffy Artist has locked himself in his office (he's slightly moody today), and I haven't bothered with the Accounts department. It gives me time to write about my trip...


Switzerland was truly amazing. We stayed in a wonderful hotel overlooking a lake. The mountains in the distance were breathtaking. I would have been happy to live there for the rest of my life... I'm not going to bore you with romantic stories. Besides, I'd rather keep those moments to myself for now. I may share at a later date.


It takes approximately 14 hours to drive from London to Switzerland so making little stops on the way back was part of our plan.


One of our last stops was Amsterdam. It wasn't technically en route but we both agreed that it would be worth the extra few miles. I called Stoner while we driving through Holland and asked him if he wanted to take a last minute flight and meet us there too. He agreed without persuasion.


We met up in a coffee shop called The Grasshopper. Stoner, being the expert on cannabis, chose a gram of Super Silver Haze from the menu. It was the most expensive thing on the menu costing almost double the price of the others. After rolling a spliff up Stoner took a long puff. He coughed deeply. Stoner smokes all the time and if he had a "virgin lung" cough then I should have realised that it was way too strong. I smoked it anyway and before long I felt the buzz kick in. I silently sipped my hot chocolate and tried to concentrate on the conversation between Solicitor and Stoner. The psychedelic dance music seemed to get louder and louder. I felt Solicitor push a bottle of water into my hands. He smiled and urged me to drink it. Did I really look that bad? God I felt like such and idiot!


We decided to pass on walking through the red light district. We'd all seen it before and it would have wasted time. We went to another coffee shop before stopping at a restaurant for dinner. During dinner Solicitors phone rang. He diverted the call without answering. It rang five more times before he switched off his phone.


Later that night he switched on his phone to check his messages. By then I was dying with curiosity. He swore under his breath and went for a shower. When it rang again I checked the name flashing on the screen. "Aimee"


Okay, I know I shouldn't have done it but I answered the call. Nobody calls someone 20 times in one day unless it was important. I couldn't help myself.


"Hello"

...Silence...

"Hello?"

"Are you Elise?" She knows about me!

"Yes. (Solicitor) is in the shower. Is everything okay?"

"I need him to come and get me"


At this point she started crying. Shit! Something bad must have happened to her. I started to panic.


"Whats wrong? Where are you?"

"In Paris. Please! I need someone here with me!"

"Are you hurt?"

... more sobbing...


I pounded on the bathroom door before walking in. Solicitor was standing naked in the shower with shampoo in his hair. God he's gorgeous! I told him Aimee was on the phone. He swore and quickly rinsed his hair. I handed him the phone and walked out of the bathroom to give him some privacy.


When he emerged he had a thunderous look on his face. Thinking that he was angry that I'd answered his phone I started to apologise. He cut me off and told me that he needed to go to Paris. He started dressing and packing and I felt a wave of panic. I sat down and contemplated on asking if I could come. Or maybe I should just give them some privacy. I was so confused!


"Elise! We have to go, can you start packing your things."


So I didn't even have to ask!


I called Stoner as we got into the car and explained that we had an emergency. He seemed too stoned to care. Probably finishing off that Super Silver Haze...

18 comments:

Clueless Cat said...

Welcome back! I've missed your posts :)

Glad you had a nice romantic time in Switzerland, and I can't wait to hear what happened in Paris!!

PS. I love Amsterdam. haha

Slyde said...

me too... cant wait to hear what happened in paris....

Christopher Gehler said...

Don't leave us hangin'! I'm gripped! OH OH OH ELISE! I made a new "Poets Ring" in which we support fellow poets.

If you're feeling like your blog can handle another link-list I'd appreciate the support. ^_^

Also, I'm really glad to have heard that your trip went well until the call.

Grilled Pizza said...

Great to have you back, Shame on you for leaving us hanging like that!

I adore Amsterdam :0)

Michelle Hix said...

Hey girl! If you guys made it through 14 hours of driving in a car together then you've done better than most of us married couples!! I couldn't do it. Okay...what on earth was the emergency. You did that on purpose didn't you? Is that tomorrow's post?

Daszzle said...

So now I'm dying to know: Who's Aimee and what the heck happened to her? Soliciter sounds like a pretty good guy if he wasn't mad, considered it obvious you were coming along, and was oh so quick to go help a friend. Congrats on nabbing a good guy chica :)!

Juliana RW said...

Hi Elise,

You are back...;) Did you make lots of photos in Switzerland?? Maybe later, you can share with us in here ;)

Pixie said...

Glad you are back baby

Elise said...

It feels great to be back!

It didn't occur to me that people wouldn't know who Aimee was...

For those of you that are confused; Aimee is Solicitors ex wife. The blond runway model.

Cocaine Princess said...

Sweet Sweet Elise,
I am so glad you are back but don't leave us hanging!!! I can't believe I said that, I'm such a hypocrite right?

XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess

Poetikat said...

Ah! What can the crisis be, I wonder? Lots of things are coming to mind - some nice, some not so nice.
She's getting married and he's done a bunk?(nice-ish)
She broke a nail? (not so nice - see, I told you)
She is ill? (nice)
She lost her job? (nice)
She fell over on her high heels and broke an ankle?(not so nice)
She coloured her lovely locks and they turned green (not so nice, but festive!)
I better stop, my reputation is sinking by degrees.

Kat

Btw, Elise - I'd be happy to create a poem for your friend. Sounds like fun!
(visit www.wordhawk.wordpress.com)

hayley-emsley said...

Ohhhhh Elise, have i missed you!!!

Very interesting...I hope you are ok!!!

Hayley x

Kitty said...

Before you left you said you wanted to meet her - looks like you got your wish. Can't wait to read the next bit ;-) x

Malach the Merciless said...

Europe is cool, I must go some day

astrogalaxy said...

Welcome back ...
It was bored without your posts!
I love amsterdam too but I've only stayed there for about 2 days. I hope I am able to visit again.

Rick said...

My guess is that you're not going to make the company Christmas party.

http://organizeddoodles.blogspot.com/

C.Rag said...

Damn...a cliff hanger.

roentarre said...

What a energy filled writing!! I had missed your story and thank God that you wrote another chapter as a glimpse of your life.

Silver super haze... Sounds quite hallucinating itself :)