Van der Valk Hotel Akersloot / A9
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- Indoor pool
- High-speed internet in room
- Multilingual staff
- Banquet room
- Non-smoking hotel
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... was green, and the clusters of houses had orange and red roofs. What struck me was how tidy it all looked.
The plane touched down and in moments we were among the crowd in the Schipol airport. It didn't feel as though we were yet in a foreign country, since every sign I laid eyes on was in English. Once outside I could marvel at my first look at Amsterdam. Keep in mind: this is the first time I've ever been to Europe (Adam has already seen London ...
... happy ending followed. I made it to my gate. I was a tad out of breath, sweaty and ridiculously embarrassed but having learnt one hell of a lesson, I boarded the plane to Amsterdam.
The cobbled streets along the canal, the quirky crooked houses, the endless café’s that serve much more than just tea and coffee, the red-light district antics and the somewhat overwhelming array of fast-food options (Think going to the post office and ...
... there you will definitely smell like weed. Everyone in there was so chill....maybe because they were all high or stoned but who knows. lol. I also met a couple guys from Wisconsin (Austin, Eric, and Ken) two boys from Cali (David and Alec) a brother and sister from Alaska (Ciara and Nick i think) ha. It was full of Americans!! haha. Oh and two girls from Seattle (Bethany and Katie). I did meet a couple locals. All ...
... Munich in the impossibly small sleeping cabin (the toilet was so small I couldn't open my eyelids much less unbutton my trousers). Covered in a mixture of hobo **** & duck ****, we make it into Amsterdam around 8am the next day, dazed, dirty, sweaty, covered in bites, and with homesickness & fatigue really starting to kick in. We both need a drink. The European heatwave is relentless, and the trains, once so romantic, are really starting to get on our tits.
... to show us where to catch the return tram, which was handy. Thank goodness, at that stage he/we bid farewell and left in a hurry because I could easily have ended up offending him.....