WestCord Fashion Hotel Amsterdam
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- Minbar in room
- Wireless internet connection in public areas
- Room service
- Reduced mobility rooms
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... worst camps were on the stretch through Argentina between Pucón and Futalefú. The camp on the side of the ripio outside the Welsh town of Trevelin was utterly miserable. I'm sure thats where I inhaled the most dust, causing my chest issues. Coincidently it was also here I cooked up the delicious camp stove steak! - People I've met I met far too many nice people to mention here, and surprisingly not too many, 'weapons'. It takes a certain kind of person to ...
... Monday night after our Sunday Funday.
Elizabeth got me a tickets to take the tour of the house where Anne Frank and her family went into hiding for two years during WWII. It was on the same exact street (Prinsengracht), and I was happy to bundle up and take a stroll to see this very famous museum. I arrived at Prinsengracht 267 at about ten minutes to two, got through the line quite easily and started my self guided tour. It was ...
... Went to a markets but wasn't that great all used stuff but while there we enjoyed a Stroopwafle yummmm Had to do the tourist thing and take photo's at the I-AMsterdam. Did a walk through streets at night too, as always the buildings take on a different look - so beautiful.
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The Heineken brewery was established in Amsterdam in 1864. In ...
... through "get your guide" website. After the museum we went to an Italian restaurant for dinner which was pretty good food and then we walked back to our hotel. Amsterdam is lush to walk around. So many bridges and canals and things to see but there is quiet a strong smell of pot in certain places. Particularly the red light district. The next day we went on a sightseeing bus tour (one of these hop on hop off ones) and also did a ...
When I went to Europe last year it was under completely different circumstances. I wanted to escape. I was still mourning (still am) the devastating loss of my mother and ping ponging back and forth between the various stages of grief: anger, denial, bargaining, sadness, and if you're lucky at some point, acceptance comes. I needed to take the most direct route and that meant creating an expedient means ...