So yeah Amsterdam. For starters my hostel was awesome. It had a bar on the ground floor, so there was rarely a need to leave the place. Breakfast was downstairs, so was the kitchen and the bar. As a result, most of the rooms were extremly quiet as everyone was hanging out together.
Secondly, soo many americans. Just wanting to hang out and get stoned. Which is fine I guess, each to their own, but I found it odd a whole day in a foreign country and city could consist of going to a coffee shop. They DO have dope in the states right? I mean, I know, wow it's legal here, but still. I didn't see heaps of Americans standing at street corners hanging out drinking beer just because they could. Although, I have to say, I could actually imagine them doing that if there were enough! Anyway, Americans are funny species. There seems to be a lot of them in Amsterdam.
In Amsterdam I did all the touristy things, went on a tour, saw the red light district, saw coffee shops, went to the Van Gogh museum, the Anne Frank House and partied quite a bit. The second night I was there I couldn't sleep cos my room was right above the bar and it was kinda loud, so I asked to be changed for the last night. The girl at the front desk was nice enough to give me 2 free drink tickets for any inconvenience caused. Nice.
Photos from the tour:
Monument to the 'unknown prostitute'
The Amsterdam 3 X's
A coffeeshop
Leaning houses of Amsterdam
So, my last night I partied with some cool Aussies, courtesy mostly of the happy hour, free drink tickets and the cute bartender. It was fun.
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