American in Amsterdam
It’s been a while since I’ve last posted, however certainly not due to a lack of content. Today I have concluded a wonderful spring break trip which included three days in Amsterdam, a day in Zurich, four days in Zermatt, and a day in Milan. It has been a whirlwind of trains and hotels and reservations. This is the first of four (or five) posts about this trip. Last Friday, I got on a plane to Amsterdam out of Pisa. I landed and met up with nine other friends from Colby for a weekend of sushi, bars, museums, and boat tours. Highlights include walking around the Jordaan neighborhood and visiting the Van Gogh museum. Lowlight was my decision to get on an overnight train to Zurich on Sunday (NOT a sleeper car). Redlights were seen on Saturday night when we decided to skip the club. Weird vibes over there.
Row of crooked houses.
Conversations at an Amsterdam bar.
Friends dancing in green light.
Glasses at the shooter bar.
Telephone line slicing an almost cloudless sky.
Waiting for the train at Weesperplein.
Hotel next to crooked houses.
A dog’s best friend.
Reddish afternoon light.
Lovers boat tour.
