Mulch and I spent two weeks across the pond at the end of January and beginning of February. It went by quick, sort of like a CA “winter.” In the moment, seemingly endless, but over before we realized it was time or were ready.
Cue sarcastic joke about El Nino. “Yeah, what El Nino, huh??” Exactly. What vacation? I blinked; it was over.
We began in Amsterdam.
Up until we decided to visit Amsterdam (and I began working with a wonderful Dutch colleague), the city’s name only conjured up two words for me: weed and prostitution. Yes, both are there, but what of the piles of bikes, the bundled up babies (everywhere!), the canals, the french fries with mayonnaise, and a million other things we did and did not encounter during our brief stay there?
We both loved Amsterdam, and I highly recommend visiting this city if you have the chance.