Amsterdam was amazing. Of course it was. The perfect combination of people, the perfect place to go, and the perfect time to go there. It really is a beautiful, and incredibly laid-back city - I reckon the more canals a place has, the more relaxed it is: I call it the Barge-o-meter.
Queen's Night - and the day that followed - were pretty unhinged, with truly heroic levels of substance abuse, 16 straight hours of techno, a shopping trolley full of Grolsch, AND a royal assassination attempt. The rest seems pretty tame in comparison, but it was truly a pleasure to see everyone again - so nice to chat and smoke all day with such good friends. We did a few of the touristy things (Van Gogh Museum, Nemo Museum, Red Light District etc...) but, as ever, it was the smaller things that meant the most: going to Tessa's cheese shop for a tour and samples; barbequeing underneath the sunset on a barge, whilst cruising the canals; even just sitting around in the pub and reminiscing about Turkey. We've made plans to meet in Vienna next, at CHRISTMAS - personally I can't think of a better place to be... see you then.
I also somehow charmed a pretty French girl on the plane over, mainly by being a bumbling Brit and getting my seatbelt all wrong. She laughed, and I noticed she was reading a book on 'British Culture', which certainly got the conversation flowing. Her English was great; she'd been doing ERASMUS in Bristol for the last seven months. We swapped numbers - so watch this space, I guess.
Time for tea and snooker.
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