Trip to Amsterdam – my two girlfriends and I. It did not take much planning ahead, still everything ran smoothly and spontaneously, I’m still not sure if it was us or it’s the city.
Just as we arrived, we left our luggage at the hotel…
No plans, no agendas for the day.. we headed to the main street from the hotel which lead us to Madame Tussaud Museum. It is like Disneyland for grown ups 🙂 We went to bed with Robbie Williams, practiced at the gym with Beckham, had a portrait taken with Mona Lisa, partied with Tiesto and God knows what else. We lost sense of time. How often does that happen in everyday life? To me – not quite often I would say.
It was the same story with Heineken Experience:
Enjoying the city spirit with no intention of visiting anything in particular, this huge building came up in front of us, so we decided we would go inside and check out what was going on in there.
Another interactive museum – “it takes guests through the unique Heineken brewing and bottling process, new media elements, interactive exhibits and interpretive graphics” (http://www.brcweb.com/brand/the-heineken-experience.html).
The museum ends up in a bar that adds a social aspect to the experience.
No need to mention what everyone was drinking 🙂
Two guys joined us on the bar table and not long afterwards we were laughing like crazy. We happened to share the same sense of humor and enjoyed the time together. They were Irish, visiting Amsterdam for a couple of days. It was their last day…
They invited us to their hostel (actually the social room in the hostel) on their way to the train station, as they were leaving later in the evening.
A few guys there were playing music and singing. The others were enjoying the atmosphere and doing what they felt like doing… They all came from various parts of the world, with different story to tell, bunch of strangers with diverse interests, but one goal – to indulge the city and to have fun as much as possible.
They were happy to let us join them. We were happy to be part of what was going on there.
I don’t know how much time we spent there…
On our way out, one of the guys gave me a drawing of me as a special souvenir from this place 🙂
How sweet of him! I was his muse for a little while…
Life’s full of inspiration, isn’t it? 🙂
We sent our new Irish friends off to the train station and then we said our goodbyes.
One of the things they mentioned was not to try those magic mushrooms since they were awful. They actually told us a story how a night went on with a “bad trip” on magic mushrooms. Amusing to tell, but horrible to experience.
And we were not going to try, unless that persistent shop assistant persuaded us while buying souvenirs for family & friends.
“Oh come on, it’s Amsterdam!” – he said.
He advised not to go to a place that could disturb us in any way. Actually this was the day when we had a plan for a change.
We did not follow his advise, but went straight to Anne Frank Museum, full of sad memories. Magic mushrooms intensified that feeling of sadness.
Afterwards, we took the canal cruise like typical tourists in Amsterdam would do. I can’t imagine how loudly we laughed at the counter where we bought tickets for the boat, that the officer suggested (ironically of course) if we needed to see a doctor 🙂
It wasn’t anything like that – the girls just wanted to have fun!
And so we did! And I loved it!