”Me fui sin saber, no me preguntaba qué había por perder.” //
”I left without knowing, I didn’t think of what there was to loose.”
I am staying in the north of Amsterdam, so I have to cross the river Ij to get to the center. On my way to the pier I run into a street market, I love them! You can find anything you want: clothes, food from Morocco, flowers, condoms, frying pans, bread, cheese and tools. But none of the sellers looks dutch!
Ferrys run all day and night long, for free, to get people over, whith their bycicles, scooter and sometimes even cars ;). It is really exciting for me! I can’t understand how the boat coordinate so well to not hit each other…
I arrive at the Central Station, where the toilet costs 0’5€, and a city map 2’5€. I directly go to the visitor’s center, in front of the station, to ask for advice about what to do in a day in Amsterdam. They just hand me a brochure with prices of activities and a magazine of the touristic spots. *I love it when people talk to people.* I sometimes miss my job at a hostel, where you actually had to explain and be human!
Despite the wind, it’s a pretty warm day. Must be about 11 degrees.
As I remembered, Amsterdam is a lovely city; its narrow streets and canals are full of charm.
Some curiosities about Amsterdam and The Netherlands:
– The sidewalks are sacred! If you are a pedestrian (and you just came from Southeast Asia) you will feel like a magical bubble is around you, making cars, motorcycles, scooters and bicycles stop for you, and nobody will invade your sidewalk. It’s really only for pedestrians.
– There are bicycle lanes everywhere, but these are shared with the scooters, who sometimes have to drive on them by law instead of on the road. Bicycle lanes are sometimes much bigger than sidewalks.
– Dutch people are well known for using bikes to move around. As a result, you will find an amazing quantity of parking spots for bicycles… And it’s always packed!
– The whole city smells like weed, because here it’s legal to buy it and smoke it, but only for dutch residents! And you have to be over 18 years old. Since 2010, foreigners can no longer buy cannabis in the Netherlands, you have to prove that you are a resident whowing your ID. Nevertheless, in Amsterdam everybody gets it from somewhere, and most of the coffee shops don’t mind selling it to foreigners, since it’s the biggest tourism attraction in here.
– In Holland they don’t use 1 and 2 cents coins. They round it up or down. This means, if you buy something that costs 1’43€, you pay 1’45€, but if it costs 1’42€, you pay 1’40€. The reason for this is that it costs more than 1 cent to make a 1 cent coin, so it’s a waste of money.
– About food: if you have followed the whole story of my trip, you know by now that Indonesia was a Dutch colony 70 years ago. This is still very obvious when talking about food. Here you can eat a Nasi Goreng, Randang and Saté sauce, but for a different price… Mie Goreng (basic fried noodle): 5€. (We ate for 0’5 – 1€ in Indonesia!), and that’s the cheaper you will get in pretty much everything. The only cheaper deal is small french fries for minimum 3€. I can’t get used to it! Though walking through a big supermarket still gives me strong beautiful emotions <3.
By the end of the day, I go back to the Central Station.
I can’t leave the city without having played the piano.
I arrive and there are four girls with amazing voices singing in harmony while a great piano player gives voice to the piano, and a guy is offering free hugs in front of them.
I ended up meeting as well these two wonderful persons, singer and piano player, and did our own jam ;).
I go back to the boat (slowly getting used to the right side of the road), feeling like I could live in this city just like I did live in Paris. It’s just that my heart is taken, and Paris is Paris.
I share another great night on the Valparaiso with brownies, cards and mind games, and fall asleep knowing that the end is getting closer, but having enjoyed every bit of it.
”Eha waa” says Peter. Goodnight to you too.
Victoria Hello !
I love to follow you into the city, and share your comments . I catch myself sometimes thinking the same thing you are not to be ” for real” .
I am happy : my love is with me and our children, just for us . That makes eight weeks he leaves every weekend for the FFMC . I do not see myself asking him to reduce the rate because it is very passionate and happy to do what he does , meet lots of different people. But very selfishly , I’m glad to have him with us.
Added to this is a new alternative high school for Monday … Do not blame me if I take more time to share with you. Hugs
I love it when you share your time with me through comments! I´m pretty sure that we will meet at some point, rather earlier that later! Like that I can prove that I´m more than real! I like seeing how you make out of simple things a great joy. I believe the best proof of love is letting it be free. That means sometimes Love can´t stay by your side but if Love is happy, you will be as well. That´s how I see it. Thank you again, Sylvie 🙂