Having a 3 day visit to Amsterdam really does take it out of you; I have never needed a bed more than I do right now.
Less of the cultural intake in the last few days, unless you count sex as a culture, as then I think I have taken in quite a lot. Too many shows and red lights are scarring my mind right now, and if ever I have to look at a banana again anytime soon... a story that I don't want to go in to but let you leave to your imagination.
The one good thing about the red light district (depends on who you are obviously) was the bar crawl that we went on; they organise them every night and it is a cool way to see the delights Dam has to offer. To quote the bar crawl leader:
"Don't take photos of the girls or else they will get their pimp on you or throw urine at you."
We never made it onto an actual bicycle (having spent most of the trip hungover) but have dodged and nearly been hit by so many that I got over the whole bike thing pretty fast. Apparently 15,000 bikes a year fall into the canals of Amsterdam; if I'd have rented one I'm pretty sure it would have been 15,001, especially considering that most of the bikes don't have brakes.
Didn't see many tulips, windmills, or people walking around in clogs.
Oh and go to Bulldog Cafe, it's good fun and even has karaoke.
Top Tip:
Don't sing stupid karaoke songs at a bar where everyone is a regular karaoke-er, knows everyone in there, and can actually sing. Like sing really good and power ballad tunes. If you get up and sing 'I'm too sexy for my shirt' you will hear boos.
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