Amstel Canal Guest House
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... before. But whether it be the freely flowing alcohol, some curiosity, the age old 'when in Rome...' argument, or maybe a bit of it all, they both declared that yes, they would possibly consider having a browny, and Frank suggested he'd even contemplate smoking a joint! Them two party animals them! They moved onto another bar, then another, and the night was quickly becoming a big one! By their third (or fourth, fifth, eighth - I dunno) bar, they'd made friends with this ...
"You put me on a feelin' I never had, never had, never had
And ever since I've been tryna get it back, pick it up and put it back
Now I'm somethin' like the chemist on campus
But there's no drug around, quite like what I found in you
I still can't feel my face, what am I smokin' anyway
She said don't let the high go to waste but can you taste a little taste ...
... I ended up leaving a message about how much the visit meant to me.
June 29th was spent entirely by traveling. It was weird because I usually enjoy bus rides but I was so miserable on the bus ride to Paris that I almost had a panic attack. I just wanted to get off and it was 8 hours long. After that we still had a train to Tours and by the time we got back to our sweet little city it was almost 2am. I was so tired but when I got back I ...
... bit and we got dinner. Our hostel was right downtown and the city itself is very pretty. They guys all went to the Red Light District so I hung around the Hostel for most of the evening instead of going out and seeing the city, but it was nice to relax for once as the trip was very busy!
It's a bit weird to travel alone, but maybe I've always travelled alone. Especially this time of year. Yesterday I was with the mother of Inge and her husband. Seldom I've met people that are so loving and giving. It's the time of year to enjoy those feelings ...