We got our last overnight train from Berlin to Amsterdam, the final "must-see" backpackers destination, we decided to brave the cold and finish our Europe trip in our old faithful tent at camping Zeeburg. Amsterdam is unique in that prostituion and soft drugs are legal so the campsite was basically full of pot-smoking deros so we stuck to ourselves. In the day the city is very pretty, its a bit like a big Venice, situated on the Amstel River so that there are canals, bridges and small streets with lots to explore. But at night the city comes alive. The first night we went through the Red Light district, which was pretty full on- prostitutes were on display in all the windows, live sex shows and brown coffee houses; but it was also packed with curious tourists so not a seedy secret. We both have nightmares remembering one woman (the size of two) in a string bikini flauting it like she was hot stuff. After some chocolate cake we had a whole other view of the city, and left very giggly, hehe...
The city is also known for its bicycles- everyone uses them, the old school ones with little baskets on the front. There are a few cars in the city, but the traffic flow is mainly for the bikes and trams. So on Friday we hired some bikes and rode around the city. Actually pretty scary, Em and I dont even have our car licence so to be suddenly in traffic with lights and other bikes, cars and trams it was all a bit scary. Every so often Id turn around and Em would be in a different lane and ride off in another direction to me, all pretty funny. We saw Anne Franks house which is still the same as in WWII. Overall we survived our Amsterdam bike experience.
There are no photos, my card was full and couldnt burn to CD, so can just imagine. Our last night camping pretty horrible, cold and raining, and u had to pay for a (cold) shower, bbrrr.
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