Well these past few days have been a blur....starting with Wednesdays night at 8:00pm we decide to walk to the train station just for fun. Once at the station, we were offered an incredible deal to go to Amsterdam; however, we'd have to be back at the station at 4:45 am. Obviously we all booked it!! And at 4:45am we were back at the train station all packed in one backpack....how rugged
In order to catch the train to Amsterdam we had to take a train to Brussels; Belgium. It was fantastic. We spent the entire day walking around Brussels which included eating actual Belgium waffles and chocolate for breakfast and seeing the Manneken-Pis statue which is known as the "Pissing Boy" because he actually pees water. There was also lots of great grafitti in Brussels.
Best of all....I found my beloved Paprika Pringles which isn't sold in America or the UK so I was veryyyy excited.
After a long day in Brussels we head to Amsterdam. The train ride was everything I dreamed of....windmills and cows, windmills and more cows. (But oh how beautiful those windmills and cows make Holland!)
Once we arrived in Amsterdam we walked around looking for a decent hostel to sleep in. All the cool ones were book so we were feeling discouraged until we wlaked into "Bob's Hostel" (sound sketchy?????) Well it was!!!! creepy, smelly men were just sitting at tables staring at us as we walked thru soo we ran away and stayed the night in a hotel!
Friday and Saturday we did alot of sigthseeing and shopping. Of course wooden shoes/ clogs were in all the gifts shops. We also went to the Sex museum, Van Gogh museum, Anne Frank's House, and some coffeshops. We also found a wonderful hostel that fit all 9 of us in one room. Leopard sheets and all!!!
OH and of course the RED LIGHT DISTRICT!! Possible one of the most entertaining nights. We just camped out and watched as prostitutes tried to coerce men into their cubby. Quite gross and quite sad, although very entertaining. One girl tried to call us in after all the men left and she had no business, that's when we decided to probably head back home. The streets actually glow red from the lights and the alleys were lined with prostitutes. It was crazy.
Saturday night we went back to Brussels and spent the night in the train station. I've never been so cold in my life but how awesome is it that i can wake up in a train station in Brussels!! woo
Now i'm in my bed...all clean...and finally warm...time for a fat nap :-)
Cheers