Amsterdam, wow... this small, smokey, ultra relaxed town has certainly opened my eyes to a world that i only had heard about. I was greeted by the hostel receptionist at Hotel StayOkay after a 10 hour bus ride from Paris to the Netherlands, stoned, pupils wider than a 5 cent coin, he sent me accidentally to the wrong room 3 times in a row and spent 10 minutes trying to replace the roll of paper
in the credit card machine... he he he. With a group i met on the bus, we had an awesome time exploring the Red Light District during the day and at night as it is a completely different atmosphere, the sex museums, coffee shops, Heineken brewery and all the many other places and nooks and cranny's that make Amsterdam... well Amsterdam.
Amsterdam, wow... this small, smokey, ultra relaxed town has certainly opened my eyes to a world that i only had heard about. I was greeted by the hostel receptionist at Hotel StayOkay after a 10 hour bus ride from Paris to the Netherlands, stoned, pupils wider than a 5 cent coin, he sent me accidentally to the wrong room 3 times in a row and spent 10 minutes trying to replace the roll of paper 
in the credit card machine... he he he. With a group i met on the bus, we had an awesome time exploring the Red Light District during the day and at night as it is a completely different atmosphere, the sex museums, coffee shops, Heineken brewery and all the many other places and nooks and cranny's that make Amsterdam... well Amsterdam.
