For the past few days I have been staying on Jaap’s couch. He is an awesome dude that my mate Brae couchsurfed with when he used to live a bit further out of Amsterdam. Nowdays he is studying and living in a crazy huge 30 bedroom student “house” just out of Central Amsterdam. Its pretty much a giant version of the Quarry back home, but with over 2 floors and with 30 bedrooms instead of 9 and covered in grafitti, art and tonnes of detailed drawings of penises from tenants past and present.
I arrived on a Sunday arvo and the house was still partying on from the night before and continued until early on monday morning. There was a DJ set up on the huge balcony, people chilling/drinking in the sun and a group of people filling up a huge inflatable pool in the yard. Everyone that I met there were pretty awesome and I ended up having some great conversations with quite a few people who were all too happy to have me crash their pad. It was a welcome change to the cold, sterile, soulless excuse for a hostel I was staying at just 5 days earlier.

This photo is part of their communal kitchen and probably the least grafittied area of the house.
Photo by Chris Staring/SkareMedia

For the past few days I have been staying on Jaap’s couch. He is an awesome dude that my mate Brae couchsurfed with when he used to live a bit further out of Amsterdam. Nowdays he is studying and living in a crazy huge 30 bedroom student “house” just out of Central Amsterdam. Its pretty much a giant version of the Quarry back home, but with over 2 floors and with 30 bedrooms instead of 9 and covered in grafitti, art and tonnes of detailed drawings of penises from tenants past and present.

I arrived on a Sunday arvo and the house was still partying on from the night before and continued until early on monday morning. There was a DJ set up on the huge balcony, people chilling/drinking in the sun and a group of people filling up a huge inflatable pool in the yard. Everyone that I met there were pretty awesome and I ended up having some great conversations with quite a few people who were all too happy to have me crash their pad. It was a welcome change to the cold, sterile, soulless excuse for a hostel I was staying at just 5 days earlier.

This photo is part of their communal kitchen and probably the least grafittied area of the house.

Photo by Chris Staring/SkareMedia

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