Amsterdam

You know how every adventure or exploration always has to have a bad day or crap experience to make you realise how good the rest of it is well for me it started on Thursday night in the Easy Hotel Heathrow. I had had an amazingly clear trip down, only four hours, a great Indian meal with Kerri, Taylor and Lily and then it all turned to ratshit. I had heard some loud talking through the paper thin walls but ignored it and went to sleep only to be woken up by an extra loud phone conversation after a while I did remonstrate with the perpetrator to no avail. The noise continued until 04:15 culminating in a heavy sex session which because of the thinness of the walls I felt a part of. Believe me this will be taken further. Anyway that was that and the curious way the security is handled at Terminal Five just left me with as smileon my face rather than getting upset.
I landed at Schiphol yesterday afternoon and was transported seamlessly to Amsterdam centre by train to my hotel in the middle of the red light district. My initial 3 hour orientation walk, restaurant meal and few beers did not give me a good impression but today's early start, wonderful cafe breakfast and walk though some beautiful parts of the city renewed my faith in my decision to revisit.

I wandered through the Neiuwmarkt where the food on display was saliva inducing with whole stalls dedicated to olives, nuts, cheese, mushrooms etc then on to other markets, museums and cafés. This could be a great place for a couple of weeks but it would have to be self catering with all the gorgeous fresh food available rather than the Pizza, Chinese or Steakhouse which is what the restaurants that seem to offer.
Well I have been sitting in a cafe with wifi waiting for the rain to stop, the sun has now appeared so that is all for now.

Anything can be done on a bike, smoking, eating, texting, etc

Baby seat.

Just the odd bike or two parked up.