I went to the Koorenhuis for my guitar ensemble. I took a side-street and all of a sudden I was in a freaking warzone. Within a range of at least a hundred yards I saw nothing but MP, anarchists, police officers, and ambulances. I continued on my way, and came across four roadblocks that were set the other way (people were not supposed to go from where I was comming). I made it to my guitar ensemble in one piece, and I was right on time too. I'm contend with the way I was playing tonight.
I was supposed to meet my friends on Leiden Central Station at 9:30. It's 10:21 now, and I'm still in The Hague, so that's going to be a bit of a problem. Meh, I'll just call them with my cellular once I'm in Leiden.