Your canals are far too beautiful to describe.
Old bikes line the bridges, decorating the streets that are already painted with graffiti.
I came into my first experience with European locks and twisted a key for 37 minutes before googling how to “unlock doors in Amsterdam.”
We hunted for the best meals and boy did we find them.
Each meal explodes in your mouth and leaves you wanting more.
I wandered and wandered until I stumbled upon the Heineken brewery and not only had a blast inside but fan girled over the view.
The smell of weed is everywhere and so is the drug itself, being smoked casually in parks and on the sidewalks.
The iamsterdam letters loomed over cobblestone streets and tourists climbed all over them like monkeys.
I weaved in and out of exhibits in the Rijksmuseum and witnessed the art of Van Gogh and Picasso.
Amsterdam was rugged and beautiful all wrapped in one neat bow.
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