Sleep deprivation payback-time
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I could not get up early if I tried: Agnes, Manuel and I had one of the longest nights following the two nights at Casablanca and New Years eve. I must have over done myself because I got cross with Agnes when she tried to wake me up to take a phone call at about 9:00 a.m. Wendy had called me up a little before 9:00 a.m. as promised the previous day, she was to deliver her bag to my room and wait for me to wake up and go on a tour with her. But nature had to take it’s course with me, not after having spent literally 3 sleepless nights with about 4 hours of sleep the morning of Jan 01.
Poor Wendy ended up taking her bag to a locker room at the station because I would not wake up to go pick up the bag at the hotel reception, I was so beat and sleeping and my head felt heavy.
This was my second last day in Amsterdam and all I wanted to do was take it slow. I had to tell Wendy the truth - I was in no shape to go touring nor was I looking forward to going out in the chill. We decided to have coffee, by this time Agnes’s friend Frank had also arrived and we were waiting for my friend Toon to arrive from Den Bosch.
It was almost 4:00 p.m. before Wendy heard from Eric and decided they would go to diner. Agnes and Frank decided to go touring anyway. Toon and I went up to the room and went through most of the New years pictures before we decided it was time to dine. We called Agnes and Frank to join us at the Malaysian Restaurant on Zeedijk, great food but rather pricey.
Well that concludes my second last day in Amsterdam. I had to make an effort to get to bed early (well it was a little after 10:00 p.m).