stalking

So tonight Nicole and I went on a little adventure to Leidseplein hoping to "run into" Heather Armstrong because Nicole is addicted to her blog. Heather was the first person to get fired from her job for having a blog. Now thousands of people read it daily, she gets over 200 emails a day, and she made a new word (dooced) in wikepedia.
So we thought it'd be fun to try to find her in Amsterdam only knowing that her hotel is near Leidseplein. So what are the chances of actually finding her? Slim to none. But it was fun anyways.
We went to the Marriott and asked if Jon and Heather had checked in yet, and they said not yet. We weren't sure if that was code for "freaks asking about guests, better shoo them away politely" or if they were being honest. Considering the fact that Heather blogged about being at their hotel already...
We then jaunted through wind and rain to the American Hotel and asked them the same question. The girl looked a little upset as she kept searching and searching and kept coming up with nothing. She double checked their name with us and asked what time we thought they were supposed to check in, and then suggested that maybe it was the Crowne Plaza and we misunderstood, since they used to be a Crowne Plaza also. Nicole said something about not being sure, but it was possible and we attempted a smooth exit.
So, our efforts were in vain, but it was fun, and on our way back we ran into Nick (former cleaner at the City who disappeared one day) who was smoking something questionable and invited us to a bar. Nicole smoothly refused and we chatted about life and when he'll come visit the Shelter and he wondered why everyone was avoiding him (which is strange, since no one knew where he was...) and so forth, and then we escaped and returned home to tell of our adventure.
the end.