Brotherhood of the Traveling Dockers

From Amsterdam to Paris

traveldockers — Wed, 02 Jun 2010 04:18:56 +0000

The pants leave Amsterdam and arrive in Paris the day before my departure, they experience the hilariousness of a co-worker’s joke and then the leave on a grand European adventure.

The pants only came to visit the office once, Ogilvy Paris. Here they got to meet the rest of the unattended interns.

Here are some pictures of Paris, tin b&w of course. City of love and being poor as fuck.

D is for Dockers

traveldockers — Fri, 04 Dec 2009 16:00:47 +0000

The pants at the "I amsterdam" sign in Museumplein

Heineken in all of its glory

traveldockers — Fri, 04 Dec 2009 15:43:14 +0000

Yes the pants had the full Heineken Experience. Originating in Holland, the Heineken brand is what you could call the “official Miami Ad School” brand of beer. This highly coveted prize is bestowed upon those given the honor for outstanding achievement on the football field (soccer to Americans) at weekly Monday guest speaker meetings by Ron Seichresiieist, the Global Director of Miami Ad School.

The Heineken Experience is a tour through the world of Heineken, displaying awards, previous bottle designs, and equipment and ingredients actually used in production of the beer. There was even a interactive “4D” experience where you “experience” what the beer experiences–which is a fancy way of saying “we installed hydraulics in the floor to make it move during the movie.” There were also these pods where you could travel through the years of Heineken advertising. Mine was broken. But what a good ploy–paying for one big ad that is sprinkled with the ads they actually produced. After taking my “Hi from the Heineken Experience” postcard and, of course, tasting the brew, we left, only to experience more heineken later that night.

Cheers! or Prost! (as the Dutch say)

may be the worst picture ever...

First burger in Amsterdam

traveldockers — Fri, 04 Dec 2009 15:35:48 +0000

I really had a hankering for a burger one day while in Amsterdam where my diet has consisted mostly of pasta, stroopwafel, cheese, and the occasional unsatisfying salad. So my roommate, Scott, Paola and I head over to BurgerMeester which turns out was only a block or two away from my place. I ordered a really good-looking burger with goat cheese, cashews and apple fig chutney. It was really really good aside from the fact there was no hamburger in it. I guess you should pay attention to the little symbols that say “vegetarian” on the side.

Burger was so good, the pants just had to come off...

After that enjoyable fiasco and vowing to come back and actually have beef, we headed over to the zoo to check it out. We found a bunch of cool statues near the entrance. I pants seemed to appreciate the one of the lady the most.

Naughty Pants

A little about Pindakaas

traveldockers — Sun, 29 Nov 2009 15:49:48 +0000

The agency I am working at 5 days a week since I’ve been here in beautiful Amsterdam is called Bureau Pindakaas , which in Dutch means “Peanut butter Agency”. Many a passerby has snickered at the name on the front of the building. Most people in Amsterdam assume we make Peanut butter. The name actually originates from a dutch saying. From what I understand, its something to the gist of “as simple as peanut butter” meaning cut out the crap and frill and politics and just come up with a simple focused solution for the clients we work with. The agency is responsible for the city branding “I amsterdam” which is everywhere. It has been a really cool place to work overall. Not to mention getting into Eurobest as a staff member because of the connections that our “director” of the school, Peggy, has with the whole Eurobest family. Sweet deal.

The Pants ride up my Gracht

traveldockers — Sat, 28 Nov 2009 16:35:07 +0000

So if you don’t already know, biking is as much a fixture of the culture of Amsterdam as the canals that encircle it. According to Wikipedia, the most trustworthy source of information ever created, there are about 700,000 bikes in the city. The estimates I have heard since I have been here have been more than that. One article I saw said there are more bikes in the city centrum than residents. Considering there are more than 25,000 bikes residing in the bottom of canals, I would believe it.

So the pants seemed to be made for biking, which has been awesome. I never had to roll them up once–when I am seated, they turn into capris. Also the lightweight breathable fabric is ideal for keeping an adequate amount of heat in, while boasting a faster drying time (due to constant and unexpected rain in Amsterdam) than jeans. And then when I arrive at my destination, I am perfectly overdressed for any occasion in Amsterdam. So sexy.

While the Pants are in Amsterdam

traveldockers — Thu, 19 Nov 2009 15:35:07 +0000

..things are heating up in Stockholm. Well, more like cooling down and getting really dark. Like 3:30pm bedtime dark. So with pitch black skies and all-night work sessions at Saatchi, Aim and I have to find a way to keep sane. Or totally lose our shit.

-Nick

It seems like this is the new logo…

traveldockers — Wed, 18 Nov 2009 14:01:38 +0000

History on the pants (pissing crest)

traveldockers — Wed, 18 Nov 2009 10:18:06 +0000

I’m a bit legged behind but I still have things to post about Brussels.

I got the pants ready as well and mastered my sewing skills. I put the Manneken Piss on it which is the symbol of Brussels ( a pissing guy for the capital of Europe?). I’ve tried to find out the history of it and I heard at least 5 different stories but this 2 are the most interesting:

There are several legends behind this statue, but the most famous is the one about Duke Godfrey III of Leuven. In 1142, the troops of this two-year-old lord were battling against the troops of the Berthouts, the lords of Grimbergen, in Ransbeke (now Neder-over-Heembeek). The troops put the infant lord in a basket and hung the basket in a tree to encourage them. From there, the boy urinated on the troops of the Berthouts, who eventually lost the battle. (wikipedia)

Another legend tells of the young boy who was awoken by a fire and was able to put out the fire with his urine, in the end this helped stop the king’s castle from burning down. So by now the little guy is pissing on the pants…

– Márton

The pants discovered the pop culture of Brussels

traveldockers — Wed, 18 Nov 2009 10:02:21 +0000

And it’s time to welcome my very well awarded senior CW, exMAS student Robin Stam in the brotherhood,

What’s up Robin?

– Márton