If I ever feel better, remind me to spend some good time with you

Amsterdam was fun and all, but my inability to get stoned( I’m immune to weed, it's true) and my lack of enthusiasm towards the red light district/sex museum (traumatic experience)/museums in general and um...the snow, meant it could have been a less the fantastic trip. However, a little ray of holiday sunshine hit us (alas, not literally) when we discovered the Amsterdam Public Library.

Sure, it's not really 'cosy' or 'intimate' but dude, it's sylin'. We went in on a freezing Sunday to find dance mats and guitar hero, plenty of free internet-connected macs, dvds galore and a damn trippy elevator (as high as I got). The cafe was okay too. Our hostel host (we stayed on a houseboat!) joked that it had been so important for the library to look modern and chic that half the books wouldn't fit so they just shoved them all into storage; perhaps he wasn’t joking. Anyhow, it's a hooker…erm, I mean ‘a looker’.

Although he's nothing in the scheme of my years

Okay I have fine-tuned my Christmas holiday route and here is it in all its glory:


Day one: train to Madrid and overnight train to Paris.

Day two/three: Paris

Day four: Paris to Brussels

Day five: Brussels

Day six: Brussels to Bruges

Day seven/eight: Bruges

Day nine: Bruges to Amsterdam

Day ten/eleven/twelve: Amsterdam

Day thirteen: fly to Madrid



Hells yeah! If you have been to any of these places and want to offer some advice about things to do/see...even if you haven't been there but would like me to go somewhere/do something and then blog about it...you can suggest it. I'm not sure how I feel about going to Paris, I was 18 the last time I was there and I had such a perfect week - the best company, weather and overall luck. I don't want to taint my memory of the city if it's not as pefect this time around. It will be very cold though and hopefully not very touristy at that time of year. Maybe I will even spot some of these glam Frenchies I see on style blogs. Very excited about Bruges (which I didn't know existed before In Bruges, I'm ashamed to admit) and staying in a houseboat in Amsterdam with my oldest friend; she's my oldest friend in terms of how long we've known eachother, rather than her personal age of course, is there a clearer way of saying 'oldest friend'? 'childhood friend'?

Now I'm going to plan my Easter holidays....shit, I just missed my chance to get in the shower. Better go run the hot tap and flush the toilet a few times until my flatmate gives up....kidding...coughcough.




Photo: Anna Rosa Krau