College Kid (all-american attractive, Abercrombie polo and cocky but friendly demeanor, clutching a bottle of luridly green liquid): Hey, excuse me, but do you know if this stuff makes you go cRaZzYy?(the intonation suggests the capitalization)
Me, laughing: Uh, no, that's actually a common American misconception, you'll just get really drunk and the morning after might not be fun.
College Kid: Oh, so no green fairy and all? Is there anything that DOES make you go crazy?
Me: Well yeah, but that's, well, illegal.
College Kid: *slightly crestfallen, then brightens* But like this amount should be enough to get two people pretty messed up right?
Me, noting the "half-liter" label on the absinth bottle: Yeah, I think you're good.
College Kid: Where are you from?
Me: Here.
College Kid: We're from Tennessee, our team is playing lacrosse here *makes lacrosse motion in case European girl doesn't get what lacrosse is*. Can you tell us where the clubs are?
Me: (I do my best to explain where the centre is and where most of the clubs are)
College Kid: Wanna come clubbing?
I continued laughing for a good three stops. The kid was really nice but so perfectly adorably touristy-clueless that it made me happy. The whole green fairy thing is a purely Eurotrip idea I think. The green ferry, however, is a purely my-coworker-was-hanging-out-with-some-Americans-in-Netherlands idea. Europe is a place of many accents and someone told her about the fairy and she responded, "haha! FERRY! let's take a trip on the canal! Awesome!"
Since for the most part I leave the mind-altering substances to Ken Kesey and co., I will probably never forget the time someone asked me where to get hallucinogens on public transit. Loves it.
The above is an illustrative photo of a green ferry. In case you were wondering.
