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Travel Blogs from Amsterdam
Amsterdam.. a whole new culture!!
... sophisticated just enjoying a couple of pints.. we watched the state of the pubcrawlers go downhill... well uphill really because they were all in a very very happy state.. but I'm sure that wasn't the case for the rest of the night haha.
So after a couple of pints and watching the group of merry youngin's heading out for a night of boozing.. Simon and I did what we do best and went to bed! However I walked into my room and found someone was ...
Day 23: Berlin to Amsterdam
... From there we caught another train to Hauptbanhof where we got a regional train to Amsterdam Centraal. It was a bit pricey but considering we were leaving the next day to get back into the UK we HAD to get them.
The train journey was actually pretty easy and it was more comfortable than the coach, so there were some benefits. After 6 hours on one train we changed onto another train that took us into the city. We then waited there for the coach. We actually saw the ...
Day 58: Last day in the EU
... an expensive lunch in the cafe. The gardens are not very inspiring, only a small area, unexceptional plants and not much colour. The walk there took us through the old Jewish Quarter which had its moving moments.
Completed the bus circuit back to the hotel and spent some quality time there enjoying the outlook.
Dinner of baked trout and sea bass at Wave restaurant.
(Posted from the KLM Lounge at Schiphol airport)
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Getting wet in Amsterdam
... and two people came out. I think one of them was naked. But I was just like **** this I want to get back to bed.
Today it was raining. So I went to the Van Gogh museum and the Reijksmuseum. The Reijksmuseum was **** and not really worth 14 euros. But that could be due to the fact that I was tired, had a backache and was hungry.
I then went for a walk around Amsterdam. I was aiming for the Dam but I was just wondering. Funniest thing though I went down this ...
Goededag Amsterdam!
... one last time. Whilst down the red light district and having a nose at shops, having a photo outside the YAM YAM shop, checking out the prostitutes and being bollocked as Harry decides to try and take a picture with his phone, we talk over the holiday and decide we have had once hell of a great time. We decide to go back to the hostel, grab an early night and pack ready to head home the next day. The last day we get up at 6am and walk in the freezing cold all the ...