So after my previous update was posted, I ordered a gin and tonic with… get this… cinnamon, star anise, and apple. It tasted like a white Christmas. Then, a Canadian professor introduced himself to me because he’d heard me speaking English by asking; “are you American?”
…seriously dude? Continue reading
So yesterday I spent the day in the picturesquely-medieval Haarlem, just twenty minutes from Amsterdam Centraal on the train. It was absolutely splendid. (like, quite possibly going to be my favourite part of the trip).
In the morning, I wandered through Vondelpark in Amsterdam for a bit… the amount of cyclists in Amsterdam is jaw-dropping anywhere but in Vondelpark it’s specifically insane. A very very nice park for a wander-through. Continue reading
So today I went to the spectacular Van Gogh Museum, which just so happens to be less than a block away from my hostel.
I spent hours there, holding back tears. It’s absolutely incredible to stand in front of these pieces, to see as he saw, and to know the torment that he was going through especially in his later years. Van Gogh just never gets old. Continue reading
So, I’ve done it: I’ve done something crazy.
I’ve hopped on a plane to an unknown city with an unknown language and a known reputation for drugs and prostitution. Alone.
#yolo. Continue reading