Pubs: Hundreds of 80s throwback bars, “Rock” cafes and alcohol selling Turkish cafes. In fact pretty much every building in the city sells alcohol.
Amenities: Pot selling coffeeshops – hundreds, mostly illegal. People in the street selling pot – hundreds, all illegal, many very annoying.
The “mountain” – a slope by UK standards.
Venlo might sound like paradise to a lot of people with pretty much every building selling alcohol and every other person selling pot. Don’t be fooled.
There are reasons for this:
1. It’s the only way they can get anyone to live in this dull dreary 1950s prefab city.
2. You need to be out your head constantly to handle this travesty of civilisation.
I’ve heard Venlo described by a local as the crossroads of Europe. If this is true then it’s probably the crossroads where Robert Johnson sold his soul to the Devil. Arse end of Europe is a more fitting description.
Venlo is the seediest part of Holland often making Amsterdam seem like a family picnic. The Dutch that live there however, are generally quiet family people and enjoy nothing better than dancing in a circle to “Brown girl in the ring” in a mock 1950s America bar. Many local men resemble Ned Flanders of the Simpsons and their wives often sport huge 1980s swept back hairstyles. The youth of Venlo express there rebellious nature by growing huge mullets and hanging out in “Rock” cafes or slicking back there hair with a ton of grease and riding round on scooters.