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despite all that, there was definitely a feeling a depression while I was there, |
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like I was totally alone. When I got onto a plane and took off, I was more |
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relieved than anything else. |
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## Amsterdam, The Netherlands |
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One of the first things I noticed when I landed in The Netherlands (which is |
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such a strange name for a country, now that I'm typing it out) is that they have |
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a sun. It's a stereotype that the UK doesn't get much sun, but it was absolutely |
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a true one while I was there. There was literally cloud cover the whole time. |
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That probably had to do with why my mood was down the whole time, unbenownst to |
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me. |
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With my extremely pale ginger self back under the sun, it felt like I'd been |
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holding my breath for weeks and I was now finally able to breathe again. |
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Amsterdam is sometimes called the Venice of the North. Like Bruges. Unlike |
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Bruges, Amsterdam is gritty and in some places delapidated. The buildings are |
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sinking into the soft, slightly-under-sea-level Holland soil, and so lean |
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precariously over the streets. House boats line nearly all canals, many |
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appearing abandoned. Most canals have a layer of debris and trash floating on |
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them. |
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Some parts of the city are littered with bars and clubs and "coffee shops", |
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giving them a grunge feel. And others had wildly colored houses and quiet |
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corners on the canal. And then the museum district, with the amazing Van Gogh |
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Musuem and the laborynthian Rijksmuseum (those were the two I went in, there's |
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like five in that little square). And still there's the red light district, with |
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sex shops and cheesy tourist shit and live shows and, obviously, prostitutes. |
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They each have a little window where they try to grab your attention from. It's |
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kinda weird. |
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Despite that, Amsterdam was probably my second favorite place I visted on the |
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whole trip. Like Lisbon, the city feels real. The grunge lets you know people |
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actually live there. The hostel I stayed in was really cool, and I made a bunch |
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of friends. One of the nights there I confirmed a long-held suspicion: that I |
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would hate bar crawls. Now I know for sure. On a different night me and friends |
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went out, visited a "coffee shop", and hit up the Sex Museum. This turned out to |
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be a great idea; it wasn't even that raunchy, just kind of mind-boggling. |
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Amsterdam also turned out to have the best Belgian fries I've ever had, for |
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whatever reason, and they ended up being my lunch almost every day. I'd grab my |
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fry-cone and wander the canals, finding small corners and tucked away cafes to |
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sit and read at. I wouldn't have thought that a city known for nightlife could |
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also be home to so many serene little spots; nevertheless, the city is full of |
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them. |
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My bus out of Amsterdam was an 8 hour overnight journey which deposited me in |
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Copenhagen. Before getting on the bus I killed the last of my "coffee" that was |
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in my pocket, contorted myself into a ball fitting into the two seats of space I |
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grabbed, and got the best sleep I've ever gotton on a bus. |
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