While heading to Amsterdam in the Netherlands today, I didnâ€™t know really what to expect, but I was ready to leave our scary hotel in Paris and see something new and exciting. I mean it is Amsterdam, I donâ€™t need to tell you what comes to most peopleâ€™s minds! We got the first class train from Brussels all to ourselves and it was kinda pimpinâ€™. The ride was nice and got to Amsterdam early. It was supposed to be the end of the line so I took some time gathering my backpack and decided to pee before I got off the train (cause in the station I was sure they would charge me .50 euro for it) and the next thing I know the train started moving. Shit! Where the hell it was headed for I didnâ€™t know, but at the time there was not much I could do while in a squat position. In the end, it all worked out well after finding the conductor and changing trains etc, but as a new rule I have decided to only pee while the train is in motion and not close to my destination.