In our defense, we didn’t know.
Our tickets were valid, and we understood we had unlimited access to the tram transport system for the duration of our stay. It was an excellent way of getting about the city and taking in the sights without having to worry about parking or the need for a map.
We were there for three days, and our tickets had each cost 15 gilders. This was before Holland went Euro. Our hotel was a mile outside the city centre, though most times we’d walk everywhere, and the street confectionery vendors had the chocolate waffles waiting for us as we approached. Mayonnaise and chips had never tasted so good, language was not a problem as everyone spoke English, and food outlets and cash machines were everywhere.
As was the norm, we got on the tram and took our seats, looking forward to a ride out of the city to see what else was around that might take our interest.
Purely by chance we looked at the diagram on the tram wall about zones and what certain tickets actually covered. We looked at ours.
And got off the tram going out to immediately get on the one coming in.
We were several stops out of our zone, which ended about 500 yards from our hotel.
Luckily we weren’t caught.
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Fact or fiction? Either way, an I retesting story.
True story, our honeymoon in Amsterdam in 1991. We went back in 1993 which was my first ever flight, and went on a day trip with one of the coach companies.
You little devils you 💜🌹
it was an honest mistake.
I believe you 💜
🙂
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Oh, no! I’d have hated that! But glad you figured it out before you got into trouble! 😀
We dd think quickly!!