I loved Amsterdam. I can do nothing but rave about how great it is. I most likely should be complaining about how expensive or how cold the weather was, but all I want to do is revisit this wonderful city with it’s whirling bikes and cobbled alley ways.

One thing I really loved about Amsterdam was the language. Afrikaans is not too far off from Dutch, so getting around and understanding the city was actually allot of fun, rather than it being a pain.

Walking around took some getting use to; bicycle ninjas are all over the place and you never hear them coming. And if you had to ask, the Redlight district is kinda hard to find, but once you were in it, you start asking yourself some really philosophical questions. Still, I can see the attraction.