Our day began way too early so that we could catch our 8:25 train to Amsterdam. Aside from the hell that is taking suitcases up and down stairs, the morning was uneventful. A three hour nap later, we pulled into the train station.
Amsterdam, we learned, is a very interesting city in that it is absolutely impossible to navigate it effectively. Even the locals seem a bit lost, and none of them give good directions. Apparently, left and right mean opposite things in Amsterdam. Who knew? Getting lost was alright, however, as Amsterdam is quite possibly the most beautiful city I've ever seen.
Eventually, we found our apartment, which is located not to the left of McDonald's, but to its right and directly above Asian Kitchen. As I said, the locals' direction-giving was questionable. We battled one last flight of stairs and settled into our large apartment.
Earlier in the day, we had received a tip from a waiter that a bar called The Last Waterhole is popular among Amsterdamians, so after changing into appropriate attire, we set off for our first ever bar. On the way, we stopped to sit on the edge of a canal and wave to passing tourists like the Parisians do while watching the sunset. Some of the tourists even too pictures of us.
I see now why so much art comes out of the Netherlands, especially paintings of sunsets. It's very picturesque, and it takes a solid half hour for the sun to set. As it slowly got dark, we made our way to the Waterhole. Inside, there was excellent live music and we ordered our first beers, which ranged from palatable to disgusting. We drank them anyways, for experience's sake.
It was a good experience :)
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