So, a full day of work, a 12-hour flight and two hours of navigating the airport and rail system later and I’d finally arrived in Amsterdam city. It wasn’t too bad really, I did get off at the wrong train station at one point, but I made it to the hostel in one piece. Mei had just arrived about 15 minutes before me. The hostel was cool, right in the middle of the red-light district. There was a pub downstairs full of people drinking at 9am. Like.
Amsterdam was great. Mei and I spent Saturday cycling around the city on our Yellow Bikes and lying in the sun in Vondelpark. The weather was amazing too, a clear sunny sky and 24 degrees, we gladly ditched our warm clothes for shorts. The sky was so blue, and the park was alive with all kinds of people, topless, sun-tanning groups, families having picnics and barbecues. And the smell of weed was just omnipresent everywhere you went.
Amsterdam was like a prettier Venice, with gorgeous canals filled with people just cruising along in their boats, beers in hand and on-board barbecues lit. It’s really quite a lovely place.
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(Westergasfabrik, a disused gas fabric plant converted into a club)
(Cafes in the Nine Streets)
(Shops everywhere selling weed, shrooms and herbal drugs)
(The Amsterdam public library)
(Lunch in the designer-y north Amsterdam with Leon Dijkstra)
(FEBO, where you can buy meals out of vending machines O_O)
(The boys arrived on Sunday from London!)