Red Light in Amsterdam

This city offers everything: History, fun, attractions, party and perdition. Everything a human being could ask is found within these streets and bridges and this person will not regret the visit to Amsterdam. Since the beginning of the new era of the country, people all over the World found in Amsterdam more than a vacation place: a sanctuary. Drinking beer from any place one could imagine, smoking whatever anyone could think about and eating with substances that take you to different places without judgmental looks; this panorama is only completely shown in Amsterdam. Thus, there is one place that anybody should at least walk through so that he/she could understand the reasons of its existence: The Red Light District.

I'm here, waiting for anyone to get in. The red lights are attractive to anyone and everybody likes me. My name is mentioned everywhere, even outside the Netherlands and it is really hard to get to me. "The expensive price is worth it" one client said, he left with the biggest smile in the city that night. Everybody leaves with satisfaction in their faces. That's my job, that's what I'm all about and I really like it.

It's hard to shine with all the competitors that are shown too. I'm at the top and I will always be, I am the best, at least the best of my building. I'm so astonishing that nobody can rest when they are here. It is impossible, my beauty is exhausting and my services are the best. The rest of my competitors want to be like me and they keep working on it... but they always fail. There is always a new idea for improvement and it is always successful. For example, the bed has to be changed every six months because of all the action that take place there. There is always something that needs improvement and the others have no idea of what is to deal with this. The rest are so simple, they do the basics while I always want to give something more, and that is why I am so expensive, it is hard to be like me and I deserve the best price.

Everybody walks through the street knowing that I am right there, maybe they can't see me or perhaps they can't afford me. But I am sure that they want me, at least for a night. I've been part of many uncomfortable situations, divorces, affairs, threesomes, famous people got lost inside me and nobody will know due to my confidentiality policy, but I will tell you that the guy with sunglasses is not as good as everybody believes. He's all about sex or money, at least that is the impression I got. Also, Quentin made a good research about Amsterdam just for the two minute discussion between Jules and Vincent, he even reached me so that he could learn about living in Amsterdam, and in those days he had not much money. Maybe this is the hardest part of me: I find out so many things that could bring down many important people's career or life and I am part of that hypocrisy.

Being like me is fantastic, everybody yearning you and longing for at least a night here. Even your managers respect you and protect you, they don’t accept anyone as a client, and they don’t want me to get affected because of some crazy behavior.

Just look at the red lights that my building shows and get convinced, ask for me, add yourself to the waiting list and be sure that you will pay for one of your best times of your life, maybe the best.


Crowne Plaza Amsterdam's Suite




Escrita por el dueño del blog para una intención de serie llamada El Viajero; la historia no es real ni está basada en hechos históricos, es una simple invención escrita ni para el bien ni para el mal de la ciudad, simplemente habla del lugar y de hechos imaginarios.