Amster-damsel in distress

Trip Start Jul 27, 2013
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Trip End Aug 22, 2013


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Where I stayed

, North Holland,
Sunday, July 28, 2013

Being on a plane for 17 hrs can do funny things to a person. For Julie it was oversized swollen cankles, for Mish it was a bad case of motion sickness meaning the first thing she saw of Amsterdam was the back of a toilet bowl. J would have liked to have found the toilet bowl, as he found he was the first person to crap his pants on the holiday! Didnt even make it past day 1!
But none of things will dampen how relieved we are to finally be here.

So time to find our hotel, We took the train from Schipol to Muiderpoort . The first thing we noticed was the whole city was basically deserted , like a post holocaust movie, bikes parked everywhere, Heineken tins tumbling down the cobbled footpath, but not a person or car in sight. It was an eerie walk to our hotel and we were happy to be greeted by our helpful concierge. We tried to check in and were reminded that it is only 830am. Damn body clocks, we had completely forgotten the time! That explains the quietness.

So unable to wash off the grime of 20hrs of travel, we dumped our bags at the hotel and headed out into the street with Dan smelling like a can of tomato soup. We had a few hours to wait until we could check in, so we familiarised ourselves with the tram system and headed into Amsterdam central. The trams are so convenient and easy and we bought a 72hr pass.

Walking around Amsterdam we had the place nearly to ourselves, no crowds yet. Time to celebrate getting here and have a beer we thought. As we took down our first gulps of Heineken we realise its only 930am. Oh well! Proost to Amsterdam!

After a beer we carried on to get a taste of the rest of Amsterdam. 3 days will not be long enough here. The city is beautiful and just how you would imagine. Tasted some cheeses, got some stroopwaffels and liquorice and headed back to our hotel to finally get cleaned up and feel human again.

No time for resting though, a quick shower and we are out onto the trams again to catch up with Renalda and Carla at restaurant Haesje Claes which we have been really looking forward to as we have not seen Renalda in years, and Carla even longer. They greeted us with warm hugs, 3 kisses and a beautiful welcome gift. We sat for hours chatting about Amsterdam, family and a mutual love of Memphis, all while enjoying some traditional styled food, sauerkraut, stamppot, washed down with some Witte beers. Time goes quickly and it's over all too soon as Renalda and Carla need to get on the trams and make the trek back home but we had a wonderful time with them.

J and Mish are waiting for us at a bar at 5pm. Having no way of communicating we feel like we are cut off at the knees so we buy a cheap pre-paid phone on our way. The rest of the night becomes a battle to stay awake until the sun goes down at 930. We walk from bar to bar sampling beers and and food and immersing ourselves in Amsterdam culture and thoroughly enjoying ourselves.

By the time we get home we are thoroughly exhausted, and confident we have beaten our body clocks and the jet lag. Can't wait for tomorrow.
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blood13
blood13 on

Great photos making me homesick, good you learning a few dutch words, espcially "proost" ;)

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