I'm finally back in the writing groove. The next couple of posts are going to stray from my "Poco a Poco" theme and wander beyond the border of Spain. But I have to appease all my readers asking me, "So when are you going to update your blog about Amsterdam and Poland??"
Answer: Now.
This is a post I wrote two weeks ago, being a good blogger and keeping up with my current travels. Then life picked up, and I didn't get around to uploading pictures until now. So here you go, circa February 2:
As I mentioned in a previous blog post, I've been on a three-and-a-half-week break since the middle of January. The ocassion? Exams.
In Spain, and throughout many other countries in Europe, students go through a 3-week period of studying for and taking final exams. And this is usually in Germany. Fortunately (extremely fortunately), I didn't have an responsibilities during exams, so naturally I planned a trip.
I talked to my friend Rachael in Germany again, and she suggested that we meet up and go to Amsterdam. (I know what you're thinking. Stop right there. Let me clear up any misconceptions from the start. We only strolled through the Red Light District once, and we did not visit any "Coffe Shops" or "Smart Shops." There. Now I'll continue.)
So last Wednesday I flew back to Frankfurt, Germany, and took a bus to Rachael's new home in Trier. I spent a couple of days there roaming through the town and touring museums while Rachael was at work.
Then on Friday we took a late train to Amsterdam. We arrived at 11:35pm with no hotel reservations, so for almost two hours we went from hotel/hostel to hotel/hostel looking for a safe, clean, cheap place to stay. Apparently Amsterdam is always full and always booked, so we had a bit of trouble in this department. (I'm often criticized for planning too much and not be spontaneous enough, my but my feet were tired and my wallet was hurting after finally found a hotel. Note to self: Next time book a hotel in Amsterdam.) But after nearly contracting an illness from just walking into hotel lobbies, Rach and I found an adorable, clean, and safe Dutch hotel.
The next day we toured the city like all the other tourists--by bicycle. In 20 degree (F) weather we crusied around to the Van Gogh museum, Anne Frank House, and any cafes or restaurants we saw along the way. Here are some pictures from our adventures:
Answer: Now.
This is a post I wrote two weeks ago, being a good blogger and keeping up with my current travels. Then life picked up, and I didn't get around to uploading pictures until now. So here you go, circa February 2:
As I mentioned in a previous blog post, I've been on a three-and-a-half-week break since the middle of January. The ocassion? Exams.
In Spain, and throughout many other countries in Europe, students go through a 3-week period of studying for and taking final exams. And this is usually in Germany. Fortunately (extremely fortunately), I didn't have an responsibilities during exams, so naturally I planned a trip.
I talked to my friend Rachael in Germany again, and she suggested that we meet up and go to Amsterdam. (I know what you're thinking. Stop right there. Let me clear up any misconceptions from the start. We only strolled through the Red Light District once, and we did not visit any "Coffe Shops" or "Smart Shops." There. Now I'll continue.)
So last Wednesday I flew back to Frankfurt, Germany, and took a bus to Rachael's new home in Trier. I spent a couple of days there roaming through the town and touring museums while Rachael was at work.
Then on Friday we took a late train to Amsterdam. We arrived at 11:35pm with no hotel reservations, so for almost two hours we went from hotel/hostel to hotel/hostel looking for a safe, clean, cheap place to stay. Apparently Amsterdam is always full and always booked, so we had a bit of trouble in this department. (I'm often criticized for planning too much and not be spontaneous enough, my but my feet were tired and my wallet was hurting after finally found a hotel. Note to self: Next time book a hotel in Amsterdam.) But after nearly contracting an illness from just walking into hotel lobbies, Rach and I found an adorable, clean, and safe Dutch hotel.
The next day we toured the city like all the other tourists--by bicycle. In 20 degree (F) weather we crusied around to the Van Gogh museum, Anne Frank House, and any cafes or restaurants we saw along the way. Here are some pictures from our adventures:
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After Amsterdam, I embarked on a journey to Poland by myself. And that deserves a post all on its own...
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