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Windmill and the Red Light District at Amsterdam, The Netherlands. October  17-18, 2011


Stop #1 - London, England

Stop #2 - Dublin, Ireland

Stop #4 - Brussels, Belgium

We had too much fun at Dublin and Amit was not feeling well on our way to Amsterdam.  We finished at about midnight in Dublin and had to wake up at 3:00 am for our early flight to Amsterdam. Amit did not have ample time to recover and was very sick at Dublin Airport and had to use the sickness bag of Aer Lingus, the airline we took en route to the Dutch city.

Upon arrival at Schiphol airport in Amsterdam, I was amazed with the volume of passengers running around who tried to meet their connecting flight.  Indeed, Schiphol was a connection hub as there were only a handful of us who passed through immigration.

From the airport, we took the train to Amsterdam Central station where the bed and breakfast we stayed at was just 5 minutes away from the main train terminal.  The train fare was EUR 4.20/person/way (CD$ 6.00).

As soon as we alighted from the central terminal, it was incredible to see the large parking lot exclusive for bikes.  I thought it was only in Beijing were bikes were very common but in Amsterdam, there were special bike lanes and the Dutch would have run over us if we blocked their "right-of-way" as bikers.

It was an easy walk from the central train station to Amsterdam B&B Barangay and the owners, Wimmo and Godwin made a great welcome to us and even gave tips on the major attractions in Amsterdam and how to get there.  Godwin was a university classmate of mine at De La Salle in 1990.  As soon as we checked-in, Godwin and I reminisced our college days and caught up with news about our classmates and activities.  While keeping tabs with my former classmate, Amit had to rest to recover.

At about 1:00 pm, we started to explore the city and  walked towards the Dam Square where a carnival was happening at the time.  The Royal Palace was also at the square but we did not bother to go inside and just strolled around the carnival.  We had some local pastries, donut like ball covered in fine sugar.

We went to the Sex Museum which presented various sex items/information from different cultures.  From there, we just walked around towards the Hash Museum but it did not interest us to go inside for EUR 9/person as Amit and I did not smoke.  While looking around the surrounding of the Hash Museum, we realized that we were at the famous Red Light District already.  Very daring place especially for the workers since they literally opened up their glass window panels as a way of enticing clients.  Live sex show was also in abundance in the area.  Within that area was a block of "coffee shops."  When you mention coffee shop in Amsterdam, it was a special cafe where they smoked pot and where they served "special brownies."

Second day, Wimmo strongly suggested the canal tour.  The regular price was EUR 13.00/person but they were able to issue discounted tickets of EUR 10.00/person (CD$10.00).  The tour had multiple stops at points of interests but we got off at Rijksmusem where the Heineken Brewery was located.  For EUR 16.00 (CD$23.09) entrance fee, it was indeed an experience and was worthwhile.  The entrance fee included the whole tour and two (2) glasses of freshly brewed Heineken beer.

From the beer brewery, we took a quick look at the Van Gogh Museum and went back to the Rijksmuseum stop for the next boat that completed our canal tour.

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When we finished the canal tour, we went back to Barangay B&B and Amit decided to stay put while I went to see a windmill.  It was a 10 minute bus ride to Fuenmolen located at Fuenenkade along Oostenburgergracht.

We capped off the night by having Dutch cuisine and as Wimmo said, there was really nothing special about Dutch food.  Very common deep fried mashed potato and ribs.  Looking back, the Dutch were very unique with their bikes, windmill, liberal thinking on sex and marijuana.  But there was nothing special about their cuisine.

Said goodbye to Godwin and Wimmo that night as our train trip to Brussels the following day was another early one.

Stop #4 - Brussels, Belgium