Hooking up with Ghost at Siberia for a few smokes before he heads home, and I make my way out to Zandvoort to see RobOG and his lovely wife Sally. After a couple of hours in Siberia we make our way over to Centraal before parting ways. Always great seeing Ghost, 
super nice guy, always good conversation, good laughs, and great guy to party with. 
I jump on the train to Zandvoort and soon arrive at the end of the line. Rob meets me at the train station, we say our pleasantries and we're in the rental car and driving everywhere. We saw all the beach area, north and south. drove where all the Rich & famous live. Went to Zandvoort racetrack and Rob gave me a history lesson behind it. The Germans leveled it, to prepare for a Hugh victory parade after they won the war.
I guess that didn't happen. Here's a crappy pic: 
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Rob then took me a very historical site, where over 300 Dutch resistances were executed in various places in the dunes in WW2. Erebegraafplaats Bloemendaal is their final resting place.
The last picture is the Headstone of the last person to be executed...24-year-old female, Jannetje Johanna Schaft.
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Made my back into town, but not before stopping at "Wok to Go" for dinner at the apartment. Dinner finished; I made a real good attempt at knocking out as many bongs hits while watching the movie, "The Hitman's Bodyguard."
Evening done, I call it a night and get ready for my last day, if you want to call it that.
Day 8, my last day, sort of.
Woke up early, showered, had a couple of bong hits and head out the door for one last breakfast in town. Latei, is the place this morning. Just a couple of blocks from my apartment on Zeedijk. Good food, good O.J., and good lattes.
Stomach full, I head back to start packing and smoke as many bowls as I can before leaving.
It's time to leave, I say good-bye to my host, and I'm gone. Uneventful train ride, a nice long walk thru Schiphol airport, a quick pass thru security, and before you know it, I'm on my 10-hour flight to Seattle.
I leave rain in Amsterdam, to arrive it raining in Seattle.
Dinner, layover, then back on the plane to Phoenix. 2 1/2 hours later I'm Home!! 
All I can say is this. What a GREAT time I had for 4/20/2024. Meet so many wonderful people this year, and it was great to see the folks I have seen before, and folks I haven't seen in years. (Trevor)
From the gardens in the rain, (Thanks Sam) the smoke sessions at The Stud, Het Ballonnetje, and De Kade. Our 420 together and the Budda Boat tour. Plus, all our after-dinner smoke session's at so many different, (loud, smokey, lights going on and off and terrible service) places. It was very memorable. Not sure what next year is going bring, but I'm going to do my very best to be there next year.
Until then, I'll see you on ACD or WhatsApp:
AzLaker
I wonder why??