It’s Holly

Amsterdam was a blast. Here’s what I remember from reviewing my pictures.

There were a lot of canals… with absolutely nothing stopping you from falling in.
This added to the adventure factor.

Chocomel is THE SHIT. I’ve been searching online for a USA vendor so I can order some.
It’s like drinking pudding. Really, really good pudding.

Frites, bitches! Even though Belgium is supposedly the home of the french fry,
Amsterdam made some damn good ones, too. Here are some with garlic mayo sauce. mmm mmm.

I found a lot of cool lighting fixtures. Here are my two favorites.

At one point we actually ate a *real meal that didn’t consist of shoarma or waffles. We found an Argentinian restaurant (after we had to talk Jonathan out of eating at the only Mexican restaurant in Amsterdam, and probably the Netherlands). The steak was great, and I have no incidents of mad cow disease to report.

Overall, I think we ordered 15 Chocomel hot chocolates, and ate 10-15 waffles, collectively, including the one I saved for the trip home on the train.

Amsterdam was fun.