A Lone Wolf A few months ago, I wanted to be the craziest person among my friends. So I traveled to Amsterdam, all by myself... First day I smoked marijuhana and while smoking I also read a book named "The Diary of Anne Frank" which was about a jewish girl in Amsterdam. Second day I smoked again but went to Anne Frank's house this time. Well I can say that, I nearly lived some of the scenes from the book. The other day I wanted to be more crazy so I drank some alcohol and also tried one small package of those "magic mushrooms". After half an hour, I began to see dolphins on the sky, mammoths on the ground... Yes, I must admit that it was really exciting and entertaining. But I'm afraid a few hours later I was lost in a city in which I was all alone... Lucky for me that people tried to help me while I was trying to reach my hotel, alas It was really difficult to communicate with them while my mouth was insisting to stay closed. After 8 hours of walking on foot and dragging my half broken bike (because I had a car crash while riding it and I still can not remember how did it happen) I reached my hotel. From that night on, I've never traveled alone. I even made a few friends from my hotel that night, and hanged out with them...