Travel in Amsterdam
• Travel to Amsterdam
To be honest, for a long time did not dare to go to Amsterdam, I put off until the last. I was frightened by reports on television and in the press. Amsterdam - it's the center of the decaying Europe ... gay parades, gay marriage, legalized soft drugs and prostitution, parking in the center of 5 euros per hour is worth it! Horror. Scary to think that in 2014 there are still on the planet such countries. But I decided, however, that the enemy must know in person. Who, if not I will tell and show the whole truth? Especially nadavno here visiting our main propagandist Kiselyov with his family.
People sit and walk on the lawns. Moreover, there is lawn lawns, not rarely planted grass. Well, where is the good? They all vytopchut. Is it so difficult to put fences?
What is it? Poured out ... and clean up after them who will?
Maybe they think it's the beach and you can just sunbathe in the city center?
But this is not enough, they are also on the chairs sat around the fountains! What fool would park here so arrange the chairs? They also steal! Why tempt thieves?
A little chairs? They are like a monkey would climb on the city logo. Nothing is sacred. Surely your shoes get dirty and even white letters.
That they have a fountain of ...
That was in fact a normal yard, but no, they put some bushes. But where to put the car? And if you take a child to the hospital? And if heavy bags of groceries? There had to be done the normal parking.
The Dutch like to put chairs on the sidewalk and sit in front of the house. Okay, so do yourself, the lost generation, because they teach children that! You walk down the street and everyone is sitting. Who will work?
With a beer in a public place. It is good that we have such laws do not allow. Here to the police and 15 days hooligans.
Everywhere you look - some visitors. This is what leads the European tolerance!
In the windows of cowards ... and would be good books. But there who need good books, when there is a bright cowards?
Addicts some ...
Surely prostitutes ...
was a huge black cat down the street.
In the central square set rides! They would have here a suitcase Louis Vuitton put advertising. Holy place, and made a circus of some sort. But what about the historical panorama? At the site of UNESCO, I would have struck out after this Amsterdam from all security lists.
In other areas stuck playground. Yes, what! These logs are called the children's playground. Here we have children's playgrounds are good, bright, beautiful. And then what? Logs piled and all. And then they wonder why so much is born gay.
No comments yet. And these people will tell us that in the Tver dirty.
All Amsterdam littered with bicycles. Do not go, do not drive!
Everywhere these piles of scrap metal
Weeds no weeds!
What's this? A good example of how a nation is degraded. We fly into space, and they built wooden bikes. Soon all will fall back into the stone age.
In one old velorynke
Bright tires ... just for gays. A normal person is not buy.
The Library Bicycle parking underground. You heard right - Bicycle parking in the library. It was possible to pass under the office space ..
This is a ramp for bicycle.
Cyclists in the end insolent and chop off all the streets. In Amsterdam is now laid the whole velodorogi.
The Dutch people with disabilities, rather than stay at home, drive on to use an electric velodorogam. Also rejoice.
Children without a helmet carry. A mother who can raise?
Something that does not chop off cyclists to pick up a tram. There could be a great road to 6 lanes, but no! They allowed a tram and tulips planted. Fools.
A growing number of electric vehicles. And who will buy our oil?
What is it?
So where is the good?
Residential area on the outskirts. Not a single car in the yard, all were removed under the ground.
Fences almost there. Skukota.
In the center of the walls of many houses izgazheny bullies. They call it art.
The new quarter.
Each apartment has its own pier with a boat.
What is it? Is that the way the courts have to look?
What is the swamp?
shame what they still kiss!
In the garden made wasteland. Just as we have in the village, but they have in the city. Apparently, there is no money to something normal to come up.
Children walk, the grandfather of some sitting on the balcony with a newspaper and a marina for boats. In old age I will move here.
In the most beautiful city in the world.
The most beautiful.
After Moscow, of course.