The City That Sort Of/Not Really Sleeps

The City

You would be proud! I only got lost five times in a week! Twice on my bike, once on the wrong train, wrong tram, and then in a taxi where the man did not speak English and I had no idea what my address was (yeah, I know - you live and you learn). People, people everywhere. I love it! It's bustling and crazy and there are so many places to just sit, drink a coffee, and people watch. My sister and I went out last week and found Leidseplein Square full of people salsa dancing with a live band in the background. The next day that area had a hip-hop group performing. There is always something fun and free to do.

Brood

Okay, I have to add this because P thought it was HI-larious. It turns out that there are many types of broodjes that must be cooked in the oven first. I, however, not being a native speaker did not know this, and I thought I was just eating some really nasty tasting bread at dinner. Raw bread. Ewwww!

Biking

So I have figured out the Dutch way to ride a bike! First, you put a look on your face that you are bored because OF COURSE you know where you are going. Second, you lightly place the right hand on the handlebars whilst riding, and your left hand is used to feed you, hold up your cell phone, put on make-up, anything goes. When signaling to turn right or left, you must put your hand down low to indicate which way you are going. That is to say, you don't do what I did for a long time which was throw my arm up almost to my head and look like a big dorky bird about to take flight. In one of these pictures, you will see a giant bike of about ten guys who are enjoying their bachelor party while pedaling the movable bar down the street.