Part 1.... chapter 5

I bought a motor bike today for me and my partner, it's a GSXR Suzuki 750 custom chopper, jet black in colour and rides like a sexy wet dream. I can ride but I have no licence so it's going in my partners name for now. I can't wait for the spring to come and go on long rides with some friends. 

Amsterdam was fantastic. Forgot to mention it when we got back so thought I'd type it in now. Late is better than never. Great bonding with old friends, lots of birthday celebrations, lost luggage, drunken laughs at the airport cocktail bar after we landed. We should all be ashamed of our behaviour for upsetting so many other travellers at the airport but it was all harmless fun in the lets face it, very serious world. We thought fuck it lets parrrtty the whole time we were there. 
We even went and watched a live sex show, which was all my doing.... not the sex, God, I couldn't get my partner any stiffer than his British upper lip ;-).
When I got the tickets I thought it was for the Moulin Rouge show the same show I saw in Paris years ago when I was married, but I was too off my face to notice it was a live sex show. It was to late, tickets were in my hand to take back to the gang. Ooops. Hahaha, the Moulin Rouge was in fact the name of the venue and not the name of the actual show. I got tickets for a live sex show, how exciting. It certainly opened my eyes and I'd like to say my legs as I thought it must/should get my partner in the mood when we got back to our apartment. How wrong can a girl be.... We all had a right laugh though, so the tickets were worth the money.

​We all had our own or shared apartments that I had booked, within 5/10 minutes of each other and when the bars were closed it was mad singing parties at someone's digs. Happy Dayzzzz.

The next trip back is planned for the 26th December. Myself, my daughter, her boyfriend and my partner. Sometime together over the Christmas Season....