Breakfast in Amsterdam, lunch in Bruges, dinner in Paris. It has been a long day. Eight more hours on a bus with a few stops in between. But first things first. Amsterdam was fun but you really can see it all in one day. If we hadn’t had lectures in the mornings we could have gone to both of the art museums in one day. I’m not saying it wasn’t a lot of fun, but during the day there aren’t as many things to do. Other than the Rijkenstat and Van Gogh museums there was also a “Sex Museum”. Turns out even the ancient minds were just as perverted as today haha. I really liked the paintings we looked at for class, though. Van Gogh’s style was just amazing. You can see in the museum how it evolves throughout his life. Amsterdam had the greatest pancakes! Bacon pancakes at that! And the cheese. We went to a cheese shop and got to eat samples of everything. I got some smoked cheese that is simply delicious. Everyone had fun at Amsterdam. But it was high time to get out of there. On the way today, we stopped in Bruges. It was just a beautiful city with a couple of old churches and a river running through it. I got ripped off by some restaurant and spent 30 euros (about $53) on two crappy waffles and two crappy beers. Then we went by the church and got some awesome Belgian fries with special sauce and mayonnaise. I always thought I was weird to eat mayonnaise with fries, but apparently the Dutch and Belgians love it. Those were great! Wish I had found that place sooner because by then we had run out of time and couldn’t even stop for Belgian Chocolate :(. On the bus we all just enjoyed the scenery and had some fun singing karaoke. We arrived in Paris and already felt like tourists when our bus stopped in the middle of the street to unload us for our hotel. The rooms are great, like mini-apartments. You can actually open windows here too. I guess nobody is too worried about jumpers. The plan of the night was find a grocery store and cook in someones room, but plans often go awry. Everything was closed so we just ate paninis. We then all decided that we should just go to bed because it was a long day. I stated to get disappointed because my goal is to have a new story to tell about every night. Then something happened. We all tried to get on the same elevator (11 of us) and the sign said max 8 people. WE GOT STUCK! Stuck for 2 hours. It got hot, and was already cramped but we were all laughing about it. The guy that got us out said it happens every year and always with Americans. We broke the old hotel record of 9 people too. I guess sometimes you get what you wish for.
No comments:
Post a Comment