Destiny’s Films

So I missed my flight to Amsterdam, had to wait 4 hrs for the next one. Because  of this, I miss the screening for my own film. When about to board the plane my laptop gets tangled around my hand luggage so I end up holding the passengers up. I make  it to Amsterdam for the Africa In The Picture film fest. I meet some great people and decide to go check out the night life with my new friend  (She’s a filmmaker too). We go to a cafe and try the local delicacy ; ). I almost cough up my left lung. Evidently to all, I’m not as cool as I thought I was. Deciding that that wasn’t  for me, we continue on to the after party. On the way there I look up into the night sky. There, standing on a balcony is a man so beautiful that he could rival Orlando Bloom, Zac Efron, Chace Crawford, Jake Gyllenhaal … I start to feel light. Slightly dizzy, I lift up my hand and wave. He smiles at me and waves back. This tiny gesture makes my year. My friend and I make the party and have a few beers. Being the light weight that I am, I get drunk after one. I pass out at my friend’s hotel. I say pass out, I literally lost time. What was in that stuff? When I wake up I get a taxi home only for it to drop me at the wrong house. I have to get another one all in all costing me 15 euros. The next few days are filled with parties, food and films. I walk across canals, I check out the red light district, I even take a boat ride. On the way home I can’t help but feel a slight twinge in my stomach. I realize that I’m gonna miss this place, I realize that I could live in this place. I realize that

I. Love. Amsterdam