New Years in Rotterdam
Trip Start
Jun 23, 2002
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Trip End
Sep 24, 2004
New Years Eve in Rotterdam. There wasn't any snow, but it was cold. We got a nice little hotel room, for rather cheap, and went out for dinners to save money rather than eating at the hotel.
After figuring out how to use the train and how to buy the tickets and everything else that goes with it we made it downtown. I had THEE best speghetti carbonara in the whole ENTIRE world, and would ACTUALLY go back there just for that dish. Since that day I fell in love with speghetti carbonara, it's amazing. The restaurant was neatly set up with tables in rows in a room that stood in what seemed like the middle of the sidewalk, with windows all around. It was candle lit and cozy, we were less than arm-lengths away from our neighboring dinners. But it was memorable. We took walks at night, went over the all impressive bridge, and took it easy. We went to a cute little cafe, which happened to be an internet cafe, but was cool just the same.
New Years was insane, I have never been so scared in my life. We went out to dinner then made our way to the bridge along with 1,000,356,498,385.2 other people. You couldn't move. Then at 12 is when it happened, war happened, bombs fell, explosions occured, people screamed, I cried.. FIREWORKS DONE BY EACH ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE IN A PLACE WHERE YOU COULDN'T EVEN MOVE YOUR HAND TO BRING IT UP TO YOUR HEAD!! Not just the little snappers that we have in Michigan, OH NO this was the huge, firery, dangerous kinds. I survived, but I think a little bit of me died there.
The first of the year was the first of the snow. Everything was clean and refreshed the next day, and I heard my future wedding song on the radio coming back.
After figuring out how to use the train and how to buy the tickets and everything else that goes with it we made it downtown. I had THEE best speghetti carbonara in the whole ENTIRE world, and would ACTUALLY go back there just for that dish. Since that day I fell in love with speghetti carbonara, it's amazing. The restaurant was neatly set up with tables in rows in a room that stood in what seemed like the middle of the sidewalk, with windows all around. It was candle lit and cozy, we were less than arm-lengths away from our neighboring dinners. But it was memorable. We took walks at night, went over the all impressive bridge, and took it easy. We went to a cute little cafe, which happened to be an internet cafe, but was cool just the same.
New Years was insane, I have never been so scared in my life. We went out to dinner then made our way to the bridge along with 1,000,356,498,385.2 other people. You couldn't move. Then at 12 is when it happened, war happened, bombs fell, explosions occured, people screamed, I cried.. FIREWORKS DONE BY EACH ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE IN A PLACE WHERE YOU COULDN'T EVEN MOVE YOUR HAND TO BRING IT UP TO YOUR HEAD!! Not just the little snappers that we have in Michigan, OH NO this was the huge, firery, dangerous kinds. I survived, but I think a little bit of me died there.
The first of the year was the first of the snow. Everything was clean and refreshed the next day, and I heard my future wedding song on the radio coming back.


