Amsterdam

Each time I went to Amsterdam it was spur of the moment. The first of which was when I had only just moved to London. My homie, Jeff, said that he was heading over from Canada and that he didn't know when else he would see me for the next few years. I was also unhappy with my job, so I decided to quit and head to meet him for 4 days. After an expensive last minute flight and a blur of street names that all look the fucking same, I met Jeff in Vondelpark. We walked back to an Airbnb rental that he had organised, and headed out to ride bikes, drink beer, and enjoy the fucking freezing night that pursued. Here I've put down all of my little fun facts about Amsterdam that I've collected over a few different trips to the land of clogs.

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