My friend and I arrived to Amsterdam‘s Central Train Station just before 9am on May 30th, following a not so comfortable overnight train ride from Munich. I’ve taken overnight trains in Egypt and Portugal and I have to say this was the least comfortable. I’m sure my friend, Richard, can’t get comfortable in many beds because he’s 6’7″ tall, but it was also quite noisy throughout the night and when I would wake, I was being tossed to and fro. Enough complaining!
We bought our 72 hour transport card and followed the Google Map directions I had printed off leading us to the Metro line that would deposit us less than a half mile from the Airbnb I had rented for our 3 night stay in Amsterdam. Upon arrival to the Apartment, we were shown around by the owner, and once she left we settled in. It is situated on a canal and had everything we needed. We were especially thankful for the washer and dryer, which we put to immediate use!
Richard’s twenty something year old Cousin, Tobias, from Germany was arriving by train a couple of hours later, so I went exploring by myself, while he went to meet him at the station. This little car was parked on the Street in front of our Apartment. I call it the half car…
Having traveled in Southeast Asia, six countries in Africa, and other developing Countries, and experienced the organized chaos associated with a multitude of bicycles, I was surprised by this in Amsterdam, along with absent helmets on most children and adults, and the legality of motorcycles on bicycle lanes. There’s nothing like biking along and suddenly feeling the air whoosh by from a large motorcycle within inches of your handlebars!
Amsterdam was one of my favorite Cities of the ten that I visited during the month I was touring!
I loved the energy, spirit, laid-back vibe and especially the beautiful canals, which I’ll be posting about tomorrow!
The second day there while out sight-seeing by myself, I rented a bicycle for three hours and joined the fun! I did fine on the bicycle, but was almost run over by someone else on a bicycle while crossing this street. Having gone to the grocery for breakfast and lunch items, I packed a sandwich for lunch that day, and asked the waitress, who was taking my photo, permission to eat my sandwich at their sidewalk cafe if I bought a glass of wine. She graciously said Yes! I usually brought my water bottle also because many places, especially in Eastern/Central Europe charge for water. To save even more money, I would occasionally pack my own wine or mixed drink!
Tomorrow I have some beautiful canal photographs!