I spent three days in Amsterdam in August as part of my #2SummersEuropeanTrip. I have so many pretty pictures of the visit and if I don’t share them now I may never do it. So without further delay, here they are.
My Amsterdam photos organized themselves into a series of seven categories.
Amsterdam has crazy architecture – lots of super tall, skinny, very old row-houses, some of which lean at seemingly precarious angles.
I think this is a museum of some sort. Note how it lists to the right.
Amsterdam isn’t known as a foodie city, but I beg to differ.
Amsterdam, and the Netherlands as a whole, is more water than land.
Read more about my time floating on the canals of the Netherlands.
I was fascinated by the teeny-tiny cars, called Cantas, which are all over Amsterdam. Cantas are designed for disabled drivers and are small enough to fit on cycling and walking paths.
Coffeeshops, aka cannabis shops, are abundant in Amsterdam.
I’m sure you’re wondering so I’ll tell you. I felt too nervous to go into a coffeeshop alone and smoke a joint, and as it turns out I was right to feel that way: The weed in Amsterdam coffeeshops is extremely strong. I did feel compelled to try it though, so on my last night I bought a joint and took it back to the flat where I was staying. I had four or five drags before going to bed and that was way more than enough.
And lastly, many of my photos covered several categories at once.
One more quick note: I don’t have any photos from the Anne Frank House (photos aren’t allowed inside) but I really recommend visiting this museum. I was lucky to get a last-minute appointment through a friend but the Anne Frank House must normally be booked weeks in advance. It’s well worth it.
I loved Amsterdam. Can’t wait to go back.
How have I never blogged about 44 Stanley Avenue, the coolest shopping and dining complex in Joburg, which is only five minutes from my house?
I guess it’s wrong to say I’ve never blogged about 44 Stanley; I’ve mentioned it countless times over the years (see here and here) when writing about specific restaurants or shops that are there. But I’ve never written a dedicated post about 44 Stanley as a destination and it’s about time I did – especially now, with the holidays upon us.
I’ve been dreadfully uninspired lately, struggling to think of anything I want to blog about despite having a long list of great ideas (many of which you, my readers, provided in September). I’m finding it hard to feel positive about life at the moment. But on Saturday Thorsten and I got the chance to visit Indwe Park, an indigenous garden and sculpture park in Braamfontein, and I knew I had my topic for today.
Given this week’s political nuclear bomb blast, it feels like a weird time to publish a light-hearted post about my recent (pre-election) jaunt through the United States. But I’m hoping you’ve have had enough of the U.S. election horror show – I know I have – and are ready (at least temporarily) for some wholesome American travel adventures. If so, please read on about my four-day visit to Maine, the northeastern-most state in the lower 48, with my sister, Susanna.
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It makes me smile, when I see it.