Boats and Ikea.

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Looking down while waiting for the ferry.

The view accross the water. There was a boat.

Ferries and another boat.

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The boat they are working on/with next door. For some reason it's not in the water straight...

I also went to the toilet.

In the evening my friend Daan drove me to Ikea. We drove underneath my old work. I used to work in a building spanning the highway around Amsterdam.

We went to Ikea in Haarlem. I swear, I have NEVER seen it so quiet in an Ikea!

Only three checkouts were open. It was unreal.

The Teriyaki.

I went to my old work this morning for a chat about work. it was fruitful but still early stages. More next week.

I cooked Teriyaki for dinner. It turned out quite nice.

In the evening i went to Mulligans. I was very tired and the music wasn't the best...

2007 wrap-up: Poker

This years poker-rage hasn't passed me by, on the contrary. I started an online account and manage quite well (no, I'm not (yet) making money - but not losing anymore either!).

At my work I organised 2 poker tournaments (Texas hold'em - No limit) for my colleagues. They were very enjoyable events and both times a lot more people joined in than I thought.

The last working day

My desk at the start of my last day at work. It's like my cockpit. I worked at Furore for exactly 6 years. "Good times, Terry, good times".

My good colleagues and project-partners in crime; Aafke and Sami in their natural habitat.

The girl who's been paying my salary for the past 6 years: Janice.

Sebastiaan posing infront of the coffeemachine. That pose worked out rather well I reckon.

It's a tiny packet of fun: Patricia.

Maarten is a guy who could possibly bullshit a brick into gold. It's quite a quality I must admit ;-)

At the end of the day I had to bid farewell to my faithfull slippers that I walked around in for the past 6 years. I never like to wear shoes all day long. Also they kinda make me feel at home.

After work Nicole and I went to Mulligans for our usual rounds of mondaynight "I can't believe the bloody week started again" drinks. Even the candle grins at me for some reason...

This pub's been my home away from home for ehm.. I think about 13 years now. It's the most genuine Irish pub you'll find anywhere in Amsterdam. I'll surely miss it.