I got back from my trip to Amsterdam late two nights ago and was up at 7am the next morning and this morning for all day Julius Caesar rehearsals. Also I have a cold. Definition of a rude awakening.
Thankfully, I hate flying... so I took a train to Brussels and then a bus with Leah to Amsterdam. No volcano was gonna mess with my trip.
Amsterdam is my new favorite place in the universe. Okay, well it's tied with sitting on a hammock, overlooking a forest in the Dominican Republic. It's my new favorite city definitely.
It was so beautiful and sunny out almost every day... On Saturday, we walked around the Jordaan and everyone was out on their little front stoops, playing with their families and their dogs, or reading, or smoking a pipe, etc.... and they were picnicking on their boats with their friends with some wine and food... it looked just like a movie. Leah and I are trying to find a way to move there.
Also, Dutch people are amazing. They are so sweet and were never rude when we asked for directions or got confused or needed to be directed to the nearest "shnack bar" for some potato oorlag.
Favorite moments: Van Gogh Museum, tagging along on a walking tour led by an Australian local, sitting in Vondel Park whilst listening to Lauryn Hill, Indonesian food... there are so many more, I'm just too sleepy and stuffy to think of them.
One of my favorite songs kept running through my head while I was there... probably because it's about Amsterdam and Anne Frank.
Some of the lyrics are:
What a curious life
We have found here tonight
There is music that sounds from the street
There are lights in the clouds
Anna's ghost all around
Hear her voice as it's rolling and ringing through me
Soft and sweet
How the notes all bend and reach above the trees
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