Yesterday, I was due to appear in court in Amsterdam. As the unfriendly police woman, a Koch, told me, I was not obliged to attend this hearing, but a decision would be made in my absence. Mrs. Koch would be there to explain how very awful we were as people for camping in a park during our cycle ride and endangering the sanity and safety of the drug and prostitute filled Amsterdam. I am so desperately sad to have missed the festivities.
As I told her at the time of our arrest, I would not be able to attend the court hearing in Amsterdam, so I asked for a contact number or some way of finding out the results of the hearing so that the matter could be settled. She didn’t know and after three hours in a police station, she still couldn’t find out. All I now know is that some Dutch people were talking about me yesterday and a verdict has been passed. I have no idea what they said or how I can find out.
If anyone sees my face on a wanted poster in Holland, please let me know. Sometimes people are very ridiculous. This is one of those times.