ADAC, the biggest german car breakdown service.

About time.

Unbelievable! It's already halftime again of our internship. Our coaches give us massages and we have time to drink, 'cause we lost a lot of water through our brain skin. The heads are running hot from brainstorming. From day to day there is more and more to do. And we are thankful about it. We really feel integrated at JvM and respected as a team. The briefs are not easy, but why would we be in this business if it was so easy?? If easiness was the case, then there wouldn't be a need for us to visit the Miami Ad School. It's challenging and we solve the tasks.

Finally we can fall onto our sofas or beds with the thought in our head of having done something. At the weekend we are going to shoot and execute our first campaign for ADAC. If it is like we imagine it in our heads, then it must look pretty cool at the end. From week to week we feel more and more like becoming Miami Ad School grandpas. The last quarter is approaching. I remember the first day in school in January 2006 as it was yesterday. We were looking up to the 8th quarter like adoring them and imagining how it will be when we are that far. And next quarter we are that far. Incredible! As a creative, you have a very short life... but a funny, interesting, challenging and rewarding one!

PROST!

Out now!

What do Bloom & Pitt have in common with Rob & Bob? Yes, you are right! They also have funny names... In the last month a lot of things changed: the view at the Gracht turned into the view at the television tower, Rob & Bob have a nice office from the beginning (but without roof terrace), living under white policy changed into living under troyan leadership and we have to prepare our salads now on our own. From the first day on, JvM is a real big experience. The agency is huge and the long list of clients prevents us from an era of thumb turning (Däumchendrehen). As we are in Troy a.k.a Hamburg, there are carafes of wine (water) that can be brought to your table, caviar (apples) to be savoured and you get fed with grapes (snacks for 60 cent each).

Having worked until now on a huge car client and the ADAC (german car workshop street service), our minds are set on rides that are not x-zibitized. And on a dessous and underwear company, that cares about boobs and asses, but doesn't want to talk about it. We already recognize that our scribble books are filling with ideas faster here than in an other agency. You can have stuff on your table and nobody complains. Your way of working is respected.

Hamburg is the small NYC. At least to 1/1000. Here is one skyscraper, the Radisson hotel, that gives us a bit the Manhattan feeling (ha ha...). You can do brilliant work everywhere as we said, so also Wladiwostok would be an option (see earlier posts) in isolation. I mean, it's great and a very cool opportunity to go to NY or so, but all you need for the best ideas is your brain. And because you can hardly screw a new head on your body or have a brain transplantation, you will work with your birth-wise given one in any place... and doing cool work. Surely a city can influence you, motivate and give input, but every city can do that. Wouldn't it be great and giving you input to look at the Bragubikovrazimov (if it existed) in Wladiwostok?

Even a piece of fly shit on the glass carafe that is standing on your table could do so...

To be continued shortly...

The new chapter of entertainment

There is a new movie coming up, in Hamburg 9th of July.

HOLIDAYS

Rob & Bob are on vacation right now... Further news will be released from 9th July on...

Vacations are great...

Rob sends greetings to Bob!

And Rob&Bob to all readers...

Bedankt!

Amsterdam, our little nice fellow, we have to leave you. Now the 9 weeks of internship are over and well... we will miss Amsterdam. But we are looking forward to JVM Hamburg!!! Working under Olli Voss and Götz Ulmer will be awesome. But back to Amsterdam...

Dutch people are really nice. We savoured the city with its beauty and charme. There are only some things that we didn't do on our list, like renting a boat... but nevertheless, the capital of legalization impressed us. And also the affinity of dutch people to be lazy in preparing salads and fruit pieces on their own. You buy everything in packages here, pre-cut. Like you can buy pre-built Johnny's for those addicted ones who can't roll a joint after having smoked 3 already. Clever idea! If advertising fails for us, we will open a bike "petrol" station here in Amsterdam. We will miss the Hotel Belga, where we had the best sandwiches. We will miss Albert Heijn. We will of course miss Wok to Walk. Mmmmmhhhh. And our chilling evenings on a bench at the Gracht. I get melancholie now... I'll go for a beer. Bye bye Amsterdam. We are waving with our handkerchiefs...

P.S.: Next posts coming after holidays. Straight from awesome hilarious, gorgeous Hamburg.

This'n'That

Finally we stopped buying Kinder Surprise, because Ferrero Netherlands can't manage the development of new figures. Our consumption exceeds Ferrero's figure range, so that we have every figure now at least twice, if not in some cases 5 times.

We were evidences of a special happening in nature. Since some weeks there's a spider claiming a small hut as hers in our backyard. It's the hut where the barbecue is in. This spider is enormously big. We even skip having our awesome barbecue ceremonies. And that is a good decision since the following occurrence: Fatty, the fat cat, was lying on the roof of that hut savouring the sun. Once in a while he was waving with its down-hanging paws through the air. Suddenly the mean spider rushed out of her hut, making some hectic but tactical moves and attacked Fat Cat. Twice. We were shocked as Fatty was. We keep a security distance of 2 meters to the hut from now on.

Messages in bottles are old-fashioned, but still a way of communication. And it's a nice one. So, after having had a bbq at the Gracht and emptying a bottle of white wine, we used the same as one of the oldest mediums and wrote a letter including our email addresses. The strong current of the water in the Keizersgracht let the bottle float about 3 meters until it was trapped between boats at the shore. Water in the Grachts flows extremely slow. A snail would even overtake a floating something. So, the second try went better as we threw the bottle as far as possible from the shore. Beginning its journey at Keizersgracht 253, we expect it to be in one week at least at Keizersgracht 261.

We are in pitch again.

An ode to Trash

Didn't you ever think about how good trash is looking?

Trash in all its different colors: Cartons, papers, plastic, meal-rests, bottles, styrofoam... broken apart, in pieces... Trash is so deversified! Every trash is a masterpiece. No one resembles an other in trashkind. It must be art. Trash does change. Colors turn pale after a while, papers change and even disappear by erosion. Meal-rests get green fur...

And Amsterdam is the Most Modern Museum of Trash Art. People seem carefully place their masterpiece on that particular place in the streets, so that everyone can see it. The mass does it. A beautiful read-yellow pommes frites carton of McDonalds is highly appreciated next to a blue Albert Heijn supermarket plastic bag. You can't really tell what's the best composition of trash. Everything makes a whole in itself. It's a new medium of touching, you are actively in touch with that kind of art by just walking in the streets through trash art. And it's not even a pity if you destroy the arrangement, 'cause every single change in the trash composition is creating a new meaning and view on the artwork.

Dear people in the world: Let's make the Earth to a huge trash can. We are on a good way.

The good guys!

Time is sprinting... in some cases. Time is walking like a handicaped... most of the cases. If I was the trainer of Time, I would give him some legs disabling substance in his Gatorate drink for the days where he shouldn't run so fast. And for certain days that should pass very rapid, I would stick a candle into his ass and lighten it.

Rob and Bob are working on their own these days, because there isn't a lot to do. All clients are pleased with campaigns that are now in production. So for filling our portfolio with big fat burgers and french fries and a 0,5 high fat coke, so that we have a nice book with real cool ads when we finish school, we go to McDonald's.

We heard about junkies that sell bikes in the streets for 10 to 30 euros. If there is a junkie who reads this, then please come to Keizersgracht 253 and ring the bell. Ask for Rob & Bob.
We haven't met one so far, only stupid cocaine dealers. Are our noses so big or why do you ask us? And at the end comes out that it is probably a german. One came to us and asked in english "Hey, do you need something?". We walked further. Then he said "Hey, stop!. We stopped and turned around. "What time is it?" -"11pm!" -"Want cocaine?" -"No thanks!" And then they are really pissed off that we are "not baking cake with flour". Shit happens, but cocaine never to us.

Bad in religion...

If there was a modern Jesus, he would probably do his Last Supper in the Supper Club Amsterdam. There it is white, totally white and only the people add some color to it. I think this is exactly Jesus' taste. There he can share his bread and turn water into wine. But it would be a pity or a disaster if someone spills it. The nice white policy (which we know from Springer & Jacoby). Let's hope he thinks of bringing salt!
And people can eat the bread while they lie. Like romans. They can feel like Cesar while having the Last Supper... oh what a contradiction!
Nevertheless we were going to a place called Supper Club for having a drink. It is located in a small, very very narrow street, a little street, let's call it streety. If you don't have a clue that the club is there, then you probably won't find it while passing by. You recognize the door only at the second sight, even if it should be your first sight, 'cause when your eyes catch the doors appearance, it is enormous then. It's a golden door with all the members on badges on it. And only a small door sign saying "Supper Club". We rang the bell...
Then a second time, then a third time, I think at the fourth ring we heard the door unlock. We opened it and there he stood: a genie. He has a bold head and wears légère clothes. With his seducing voice, he asked us innocent children what he could do for us. We'd like to have a drink if possible. Though there was a company having their supper, we were allowed to enter the restaurant, the Supper Club, which is a club at night. Entering the white policy was overwhelming. The emperors on their beds watching us, we walked towards bar. And the rest you know: We turned water into wine, no it was beer, but nobody got betrayed. And bread were deilicious bits and Jesus was a masseuse, turning human skin into Playdoh. Nice, nice...

A conversation with Idea

+ "Hey, where have you been?"
- "I was held up."
+ "Dude, I was looking for you for such a long time now. And you don't even say Sorry?"
- "Look, I couldn't make it earlier. Trust me when I say something."
+ "You went out with Uninspiration, am I right?"
- "No! And if so, what about it? You know that I always come back."
+ "Listen, I only do not want that you get into trouble. Don't hang out with those guys, what are their names again... Lazyness, Distraction and... and... and Uninspiration."
- "What against them?"
+ "They are bad! They are absolutely not good for you!"
- "Well, I think I can decide myself with which people I meet. Why are you so afraid?"
+ "I'd just like seeing you more often."
- "How often?"
+ "Hmmm... Like everyday. And several times that day then."
- "You ask quite a lot of me. I mean I like to come to you! But don't be sad if sometimes I have different things to do."
+ "Idea, I just need to see you a bit more often. Can you come this evening?"
- "Is it a love story now?"
+ "Yes, I do love you. And I want to spend time with you! I like your presence!"
- "Oh!"
+ "If you are afraid, I invite TimeManagement, Concentration and Thinking for tonight as well."
- "Yeah, well, sounds quite okay to me."
+ "Nice! So see you tonight."
- "Alright. Bye."

A cocktail of different feelings

Sometimes it is not as you wished it to be. Problems can always occur... unexpected. If in private life or at work, all you want is the good, but it goes another direction instead... but it wasn't intended that way. And at the end you have some problems laying on your table and in your mind... which you want to have solved. It's not easy... but you try and try and try... and it hurts if it goes on just very slowly...

We found a beer in the supermarket shelves. Our desire for a strong tasting beer went so far, that our hands couldn't resist to grab the strongest beer of all: Grolsch Kanon. The name fits like the fist on the eye (german saying). It is indeed like a canon that bombs your mouth with its 11.6 % alcohol. Somehow it is cool to get the mouth a little fucked up. And maybe it's our little sadistic vein, that makes us feel that great pain with pleasure. After a while you get used to it anyway. The first attack hurts most... like some guys of the history know... because it comes unexpected and silent.
If I was a beggar or will become one later, that's great business, then I will buy Kanon for sure. It warms you up and doesn't cost a fortune. And I will have panpipes and do the Peruvian on the street. And when I am done I take off my poncho and walk home with my suit case. Full of dollars.
God meant it good with us: When we walked to our favorite Wok To Walk restaurant, where you can choose between rice and noodles plus meat and sauce, we heard loud shouts of people. It was clear for us that a soccer match was the reason for it. Tons of teens and adults went then over a big place and then into a small but long shopping street. Rob & Bob just a few meter behind them. God wanted that we take some money from the cash machine on the way, so it was our destiny to gain some more meters of distance to them. This morning we read in the news that fans of Ajax Amsterdam destroyed several shops and stole things. We just robbed the Wok To Walk of some good food... but we did it nicely and without destroying... we prefer destroying our mouth with a Kanon... hehehe

By the way: Nothing can happen to us... No one would like to get into trouble with the Quattro Gatti Gang... And Fat Cat, the punisher, is always around us...

"Attack on the taste buds"

Still alive!

We got captured by aliens. They made experiments with us. But we don't remember what exactly happened. Now we have stupid looking wires coming out of our body. But we are back in Amsterdam. And cheese is still not that cheap as we thought. "Holland, the country of cheese (and tulips)!" We thought there's a cheese flatrate here. Cheese All-you-can-eat offers. But it isn't so.

God, please give us a hammer to nail down that campaign! I mean, we've got the nails... and they are good... hurricane and tornado proof we would say. The pitch is giving us a hard time... May 16th is presentation day, so a stressful time is coming. We just made an idea of what cool things we could do in our spare time. When the day comes, we will write about what the idea was.

If you have a fetish for orange, if orange is the color of your desires, if you go crazy when you see orange, if you buy oranges not for eating but because of the color, if you prefer bengal and not siberian tigers, if you are sad that there aren't so many orange sweet peppers, if you are one of those who say that the color between red and green of a traffic light is orange and not yellow, if you wished to adopt a baby of an indian (native american) and chinese couple, and if you simply like orange a bit... then come to Holland on 30th of April!
The city is full of orange then, because it's Queens Day and people go crazy on boats and all over the city... we never saw such a huge city party with such a friendly atmosphere, though everybody was drinking. Soundbombing music from everywhere. Amsterdam was a mess after that. Knee-high rubbish. The dutch queen must be cool: allowing smoking pott and throwing a party of that caliber. Gonna thank her for that.

Around the corner is a small street where our favorite cafe is in. We spend there hours for concepting, eating and visiting our friend. His name is Pacino. We already have a deep relation-ship to him. We got an offer to join his clan. He had a mate, called Al. But that one got run over by a car. His favorite song was "You can call me Al" by Paul Simon. Pacino likes sitting on our laps... eating the rest of the tuna sandwich and talking about serious problems. Problems of men. The pic is him in his office when he makes plans of the next assassination on the next damn rat, and hands the mission over to Fat Cat (remember the fat cat with the shaved butt??).


Fat Cat is back!!! She is the puncher of Pacino. She has been to Italy making deals with Capone. We are lucky she came back without injuries. Fat Cat can knock you down. Easily. With its little finger... Don't cross her path when it's dark! The restaurant across the street is an "authentic italian restaurant" called Quattro Gatti (four cats). Of course that is just fake. In reality it is the headquarter of the Quattro Gatti gang: Pacino, Fat Cat and Rob&Bob. The payment is good. We start our job next week.

So far, so good...

The Top

This is the incredible view from our roof top. It must be thrilling to jump from there into the Gracht. But we better don't do that... Our knees are soft as bubble gum!

The R'n'B Top 10 Hitlist

1. "Sonnendeck" by Peter Licht
2. "Rabbit Pushing Mover" by Toy
3. "Work It Out" by Jurassic 5 feat. Dave Matthews Band
4. "Bahia" by 7 Samurai
5. "About Funk" by Les Rythmes Digitales
6. "Wraith Pinned To The Mist And Other Games" by Of Montreal
7. "Pop Goes My Heart" by Pop!(with Hugh Grant)
8. "Tapetenwechsel" by Hildegard Knef
9. "Kodachrome" by Simon And Garfunkel
10. "Du Bist Mein Salz In Der Suppe" by Hildegard Knef

Rob Springer & Bob Jacoby

The amazing weather is giving our minds wings. We used the weekend to chill out and put our lazy weekend-butts on our roof terrace into our fatboys... savouring the sun! The seagulls seemed like laughing at us as if they said "You lazy advertising freaks... hahahahaha...". Now we definetely made the agency to our home. It began with the R'n'B-BBQ and now the house is ours (at least at the weekend). They really seem to trust us, because we could easily order a furniture transport company and move all the good things over to Berlin and Hamburg...hehe...
On Saturday we wanted to go to a really cool old style looking pub... but it was so full that we went on, to an irish pub where we had some Guinness and then into our new favorite bar where we had two Absinthe each... Bob, what are you drawing with your ear there by the way?...
In Amsterdam is a fair right now on the Time Square... never saw the city that full... and with mostly nerds. I thought Germany is the nerd country of all, but here it's a real competition to Germany. We think it is because the city is so small and all the nerds come out to be nerds, but they don't know they are nerds, but they are. Imagine thousands of nerds smoking pott and then accumulated in the city centre... wuuuuaaaahhhh.
Our neighbourhood is nice and calm, the Rob Springer & Bob Jacoby residence is well located at the canal. The biggest sounds are boats passing by and that's not even loud (or the seagulls laughing at us..."Bob, where did we put the airgun?"... and doves fucking... gurr, gurr). Looks like we are already belonging to the S&J fixtures... today an employee came through the front door while we were having our dinner... he said "Hi the germans! I just grab my laptop!".

The new favorite song of Rob & Bob is called "Sonnendeck" by Peter Licht. Everyone should hear it, if you don't know it...hehe. And we take that opportunity to announce the first time the R'n'B Top 10 Hitlist in the next post! Stay online!

Where's my ear?

Look at this!

Amstidamsti today, Sunday 22nd April... Look how lovely it is...

And the Oscar goes to:

The beginnings of the days are now routine. While Bob gets up at 8.20 am, takes a shower, Rob still sleeps until 8.40 am. Of course it's not real sleep, the alarm goes at 8 am. But it's a slumber mode for 40 minutes, not a hey-I'm-fit-let's-get-up-mode. And if you think now that it's quite luxury to get up at 8.40 am on a working day, then don't forget that we LIVE IN THE AGENCY. We just walk 5 meters to our desks. Sounds cool, but we don't have any excuses for coming late. "The bus...no...my bike had...no...there was a huge...no..." We have no chance...
At Springer & Jacoby, like some creatives know, it is common to keep the agency and offices as clean as possible. Just a phone and computer on the desk, no things on the walls, no picking in one's nose...hehe... But today was a day of changes. Before we had group tables, like two tables together, and a mess was everywhere... So we made a long row of tables in the middle of the room. Now it's more a feeling of a big team and that's cool. Only in the evening and night Rob & Bob fuck up the room: beer bottles on the tables, disco light, a fog machine, crazy music and we dance wildly in extasy. No, of course not... but the beer bottles are true...hehe. (We hoped the smell of beer would drive the mosquitos away. No, wrong thought.)
Our boss Niklas visited us today... That was a very cool surprise!!! He was in town for today, so he came to visit us... Was really nice to see him!
As you know from the Rob & Bob Mediashop video, R'n'B are real good actors...haha. So today we got a great assignment just as we like it: Our creative director, Murray, wanted us to act in a commercial for a credit management company. (Nothing could embarrass us after having had Stand-up Comedy lesson in 4th quarter in school.) So we said "Yes"! It is a spot where a business scenario is related to an action movie scene. So we had to play tough guys. With shouting and being angry. Hell yes, let your agressiveness out! Of course it wasn't the real spot, it was for showing the client how it could look like... We did our best...

Today striked us that Haribo "Cherries" (they are awesome) taste differently in Holland than in Germany. Probably because here the laws are not really there. I don't want to know what the green is of the cherry... ooohhh, suddenly I feel so gooooood... I believe I can fly.... And a pink elefant.... Okay, now I unpacked the whole clichés... No no, Holland is a good country and they won't do that! It's strange, sometimes it can happen that something tastes different in another country though it's the same. I think it's the cultural influence here, the new environment. So if it's already in Holland like that, how would it be in Wladiwostok or so? Rob & Bob in Wladiwostok coming soon! Stay tuned!

Das Wort zum Donnerstag (the word for thursday): Mosquitos are bad. Really really bad and no one needs them! Basta!

Itchy cracker! Let's hate them.

Do you know what's a brain cracker? Well, if you could eat it, it would be less harmful. But this cracker doesn't belong to the category "Biscuits". It's more something not substantial...
Sometimes in life you get a task you don't really know what for. You do and do and do, and cracking it doesn't come so easy. Normally it's a sign that the campaign isn't really a campaign. The concept isn't really campaignable then. And that's sad. But you do and do and do to get the 3rd visual. Another problem is then, if the campaign is more a patch work of different ideas. And after some reviews and questions it's still not clear which way to go or what is expected. That can happen... but it's going to be better...

Mosquitos. That's a topic Rob & Bob can talk about for hours. They are there even if they aren't there, if you know what I mean. You normally don't see them, but hear. They slip through key holes, and we are sure about the following statement: They have brains, too! Such a small brain, but a sooooo good sense for hiding. It's incredible. And when they appear in a flock, they search a hiding place while the light is on, and when you switch it off, one of them, the sleep-check-mosquito, flies to you and checks if you are already asleep. That's usually the one that dies first... hehe... You thought that was the only one, but then after a while the whole gang comes out and terrorizes. In the morning you have itchy mosquito bites. Everywhere.


In resumé: Today was a day on stand-by. Tomorrow, it's green light again to be seen.

"My Way" by The Westerkerk (church)

Finally we can present you the amazing sound of the church. You can even hear the doves singing if you listen carefully.



For "My Way" by Westerkerk as a ringtone for your mobile phone write a mail to robnbob@gmail.com or write a comment!

Us in our office and office view!

THE R'n'B BBQ DELUXE

Wow, our heads are smoking from a brainstorming session from 9 am to 5 pm... We had to do print ads for a credit management company. And now we are two fat boys laying on their fatboys (for those who don't know fatboy, these are sitting sacks. WE LOVE 'EM!). I think we gained weight of 3 kilos each. Now we can't move and we don't have anything to drink instead of water. But it's 4 floors down and we can't move and we are fat! I think the fat cat would think now that we are fat and not her. I am sure she doesn't even know she is fat... she probably thinks she is normal. No, she will know that she's fat! But we won't shave our butts!!!

The BBQ was incredible! MEAT! FLEISCH! VIANDE! VLEES! And garlic! Don't come too close! You could probably smell it through the screen! We did the BBQ on the normal terrace. NEW PICS ARE TO LOOK AT IN THE PICS ALBUM! Our plan for this evening: Not moving, chilling, being fat!

Walk of Life

Today we decided to take a walk through Amsterdam. Amsterdam is so lovely that you can do everything easily by foot. The walk turned out to be a sight-seeing marathon. We think we have been in every street that exists here in Amsterdam. At least it was our impression. Our heart was leading us, always on the search of beautiful areas and streets. We saw the flower market with some really strange but beautiful plants. It got really hot in the sun. The first time in our life we've pet a Pitbull. That was thrilling. We calculated the possibility in that the dog could kill us every moment. But no: he was shaking his tail happily. Okay, we have to admit that it was a puppy Pitbull. But that doesn't decrease our pride of being that courageous. Ha ha!

See pics of our walk in the album under "OUR PICTURES"!

P.S.: The fat cat left us! We would have loved to show you a picture of her and her butt. Damn! But we always see each other twice in life, my little kitten!

Introducing the Rob & Bob Pizza

The BBQ-Pizza customized with the best and most healthy ingredients you can think of... Bacon, Jalapenos and Chili
Take a huge bite and savour...

About sponger, weird things and fat cats

Today we had our first real meeting. People in the agency are very nervous and busy right now since they want to win the pitch for the german client. The meeting went fine.
Yesterday evening we went out for lunch without any city map. We didn't get lost, but we simply didn't know where we are. At the end we were nearby the red light district where a black dude came to us asking if we want to buy some herbs. For tea of course. Like they do every 10 meters. Or you simply hear a whisper passing by your ear: "cocaine"... The dude didn't want to leave us alone. We said we search for a place where we can eat cheap... he pointed at the red light street "There! There are girls, bars and restaurants!" "No, thanks!" we answered. The dude followed us, but we escaped.

Today we were extremely surprised when Bob entered his bedroom and a man was laying in his bed. 2 days in Amsterdam and we have already stalkers. The sponger jumped off the bed and asked cheekily "Do you have to be here right now?" We didn't believe what we just heard. A stranger in our appartment asking us if we have to be here right now?! "Oh, I didn't know that you live here!" he said. No, you are right dude, that's hard to recognize with all our stuff and clothes laying in the room! And the top of the eisberg came right after: a guy took a shit in our toilet!
At the end we found out that those two were employees from another company who is on the same floor in the Springer & Jacoby house. They apologized and assured this won't happen again.

There are a lot of cats in Amsterdam. The coolest one is so fat, that we think that she can't get out of the garden anymore because the walls are too high. She must be fallen into it one day. That's her destiny. She is always there. And she has a shaved butt. Looks strange!

We declared our roof terrace to our official office. It's the best one on earth. We just need a power supply. But we can manage that...

CLICK ON THE PICTURE TO SEE THE PHOTO ALBUM

Springer & Jacoby International Amsterdam

Rob & Bob Mediashop

Hello the germans!

On our roof terrace we recognized to our pleasure, that one of the nearby churches is playing the song "My Way" in a bell version. It sounds like a little church revolution from a beautiful church who is ringing the bell his way. In a chorus Bob and me sing at the end: I did it myyyyyyyyyyyyy wayyyyyyyyyy! And that happens every hour.

Today it was hard to find something to eat. In the morning we couldn't escape the agency, so we had a panini sandwich at 11 am. Yummy! And when our stomachs told us "Go the fuck out and feed me with things that are nice and warm!", we went through our area searching for a place to eat. That's really difficult here. That could be an exam assignment in college, and I am sure not everybody could solve the task. At the end we found a 70's style bar and had a nice chicken noodle soup with REAL vegetables! Delicious!

Arrival Day

Rob:

I had to laugh when one of the 10 Taxi drivers at the Amsterdam Central Station, who suddenly surrounded me, said that a ride to Keizersgracht 253 would cost me 20 Euros. Fortunately he laughed too. Though after some seconds where he looked at me seriously. "Are you sure? Are you sure about that price?" I asked. "No, I am joking." he said with cracked english. At the end I paid 15 Euros. I didn't want to discuss, otherwise I would have had his 15 brothers chasing me. I won't drive Taxi again here.
But that also isn't necessary! My first impression of Amsterdam is: cute, littly puppet city. I had to go to Springer & Jacoby by myself. Bob unfortunately had to savour his stay in the train he was travelling in for unexpected longer time. A fire on the rails prevented the journey flow. Rob alone in Amsterdam: Who can account for that? BOB, COME AND JOIN MEEEE!

But then I found it. The people here are really nice and I could take the first look at our appartement. WE LIVE IN THE AGENCY!!! A corridor of 5 meters seperate us from the office. Hmmmm... The area we live in is the best, as the people say. And it is true. Directly at a Gracht. Coming from Hamburg originally, I love water. Springer & Jacoby are pitching for a german client, so when Bob finally (I was so glad) arrived, we had our first job as translaters. Till 0.30 am. After that we savoured our first three beers in 20 minutes! We are germans, remember that.

Go West - It is peaceful there!

AMSTERDAM - Monday, Easter-Monday, HOLIDAY, 09.04.2007, 10am.

Introduction

Seperately, Rob & Bob begin their adventure. Bob starts his journey from Berlin, having hugged Knut for the last time, and Rob from Hamburg. By train they travel towards the Netherlands, with Amsterdam as destination. There they will stay for 2,5 months, doing an internship at Springer & Jacoby. First impression of the country: Dutch is funny!

Rob & Bob