After eighteen hours of getting here, a gritty eyed american traveler walked out of the Centraal train station in Amsterdam and was catapulted into this beautiful city.
Embracing my inner tightwad, I opted to walk to my apartment which was less than 2 kilometers away instead of taking a cab, my luggage heavily bearing its namesake behind me. Thank you Google maps, you are amazing. It was well worth it- good visuals greeted me in every nook and cranny.
As I walked across the cobbles, catching occasional whiffs of hashish smoke and dodging one thousand speeding cyclists. I wondered, would my apartment really be there? Does this place I found on Craislist really exist?
Lo and behold, not only was it there,
but my name was on door buzzer.
The stairs are almost a complete vertical climb.
The Mondrianesque floor pattern in the landing is very cool.
It's starting off to be a very good visit. Now it's time to take off my shoes and rest awhile.