Forest With This Memory Of A Free Festival

The remainder of my days in Amsterdam were usually spent in a park on the south side of the centre. I was half trying to gain my bearings and half trying to avoid the clusters of people dominating the tourist spots. Ultimately I spent 3 nights in the Dutch capital before boarding a train to my next destination; the less touristic Apeldoorn. Continue reading “Forest With This Memory Of A Free Festival”

The Blister Exists

Having left the hostel pretty early (around 10am), I mapped out a route in my head so I could see all the sights I wanted to including Rembrandt Square, a couple of gardens, some chapels/churches and Anne Frank’s house.
Turns out my sense of direction is terrible, either that or the signs in Amsterdam are wrong. I’m siding with the latter. I searched everywhere for the first church on my map and came across a fantastic looking building, turns out it was actually a cafe!

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We Sail Into The Black

Having found my hostel, which was pretty easy; I checked in, and checked out my bed for the next couple of nights. The hostel is pretty simple in terms of home comforts, a bed and a locker but then again I wasn’t expecting anything more. I have stayed in hostels before but only with school excursions, so this was a completely new experience for me as I was now sharing a 12 bed dorm with complete strangers rather than classmates.
Once I had settled myself I took a walk around Amsterdam just trying to get accustomed to the area. Found a little pizza/pasta restaurant and had some decent food. Turns out this was actually just across from the hostel and I had gotten slightly lost while wandering about.
After that I headed to bed in my shared dorm which was an acceptable nights sleep considering the other resident’s shenanigans. Woke up early and headed out to explore the sights of Amsterdam.

Icarus Lives!

Arriving at Exeter airport with just a bag on my back and a passport in my pocket I said a tearful goodbye to friends and family. Part of me wondered if this was the right decision to make but the other part of myself told me I need to do this! After checking in my bag and going through security I sat in the airport lounge trying to spend my last few pound coins as I realised I won’t need them for a while.
As soon as we boarded I started to get moths in my belly, like butterflies but worse! I don’t recall much of the flight as I fell asleep shortly after takeoff but the passenger beside me told me I wasn’t snoring which was a relief.
Coming into Amsterdam was wonderful as you could see all the wind farms on the coast and then the flatlands as we descended. Getting out of Schiphol airport was very confusing and couldn’t work the train ticket machine, luckily someone helped me out. After about 19 minutes on the train I arrived in Amsterdam to start my adventure.