I made it to Amsterdam safe and sound ... sort of. There I was this morning, rushing to a meeting, when I stumbled across a couple of ghouls hanging out in the Dam Square. "What is this the Dam square or the Damned Square?," I asked. They didn't laugh. The ghoul on the left waived his sycthe in my direction. I threw him a Euro and continued along my merry way. That's what I like about Amsterdam ... it's so much like home!