Still alive after Amsterdam
A week ago today I was just returning from Amsterdam after catching up with three of my best friends who live in all different parts of the world.
Flew out with Easyjet who as usual provided a cost effective way of getting from A to B. Some people seem to have all kinds of trouble with them, but I think it’s just because they can’t follow simple instructions. (1. Turn up on time. 2. Make sure your overhead luggage isn’t too big. 3. Bring your passport. 4. Ensure you’ve filled out all details online.) It’s ridiculously easy and everytime I see someone arguing with a check in clerk I just think “They’re just a person too, be nice to them and they’ll help you.”
Anyway. Arrived in Amsterdam no trouble, only a 90 minute flight. Spotted something I’d never seen before and never knew existed on the way in; Windmills at Sea?!

After an hour or so Thomas and Lars arrived in from Sweden, and we grabbed a bite to eat before guessing which train to get on. Luckily enough we got it right and ended up in Amsterdam Central Station. Lars had been here before and knew his way (sortof) to the Red Light District where our accomodation was.
We booked a private apartment for the 7 of us which was divided into 4 rooms of 2, in two separate floors. We were smack bang in the middle of the Red Light zone, and could even see a couple of the windows from one of the rooms.
John and Sam had already sussed out the accomodation and had got the keys, so all the boring checking in stuff was already done by the time we got there. On the first night our friend from Havelock North High School Matt Baddiley was there with his girlfriend and her friend and they stayed with us for the first night before they continued on their travels.
I really enjoying catching up with John and hearing about all his travels and what he’s been up to. I felt particularly jealous at the end of the trip when he basically put his finger on the map to decide where he was going to travel to next. “Paris tonight maybe?” He was on an interrail trip. I definitely need to do that at some point.
Soon after we arrived Simon and his girlfriend Miriam turned up and it was great to see him again. The last time I saw him was in Germany at the start of 2006. It was like no time had passed at all, he was still built like a Sherman Tank and his English was still pretty good as well! We’ve been threatening to meet up for a couple of years since I arrived in Ireland and I’m glad we finally did. We won’t wait so long to meet up again.
We spent most of the weekend enjoying the sights and sounds of Amsterdam, we went to a few cafe’s and wandered about. We didn’t visit any of the traditional tourist attractions but the weekend was more about catching up with everyone.
The weekend went all too fast, and too soon we were saying our goodbyes and heading our separate ways.
Amsterdam was mainly as I expected it, though I did have an ‘American Movie’ kind of impression of it i.e I thought it might be a bit more glamourous. It wasn’t.
If there was something to take away from the weekend it’s that whenever you’re really good friends with people it’s like you’ve never been away, and that I am going to be making much more effort to visit my friends whereever they happen to be in the world.
More photos to come..