A Final Amsterdam Good Bye
Amsterdam Travel Blog› entry 52 of 58 › view all entries
July 23rd, 2009 – by: reger1520
The whole purpose for this final visit was due to the fact I had an early morning flight out of Amsterdam the next day and I felt more comfortable spending the night before in the city rather than somewhere else. I left Belgium a bit past 10:00am and slept on the entire train ride to Amsterdam (my fourth time this summer transiting between these two cities). I arrived at the White Tulip hostel just before 2:00pm and took a much needed nap.
Once I awoke, I decided to find one of the few things I had yet to see in Amsterdam: the I AMsterdam statue.
I couldnâ€™t believe the weather. It was perfect. I managed to walk to the Museumplein, right next to the hotel I stayed at way back in the beginning of June. I had always wanted to see the I AMsterdam statue but never pursued it until now.
I spent nearly three hours walking around Amsterdam. I managed to find the statue and take a few pictures. One interesting thing I noticed that I hadnâ€™t previously was a store called â€śThe American Storeâ€ť. They had tons of foods not for sale in Europe including peanut butter, Corn Pops, and Mountain Dew to name a few (like that rhyme?). I made it back to the hostel around 9:00pm and settled in for what I thought would be a relaxing, uneventful night.
Boy was I wrong. About ten minutes after I settled in, I heard someone yelling my name from outside. After a few more yells, I decided to check it out just in case. Two of my roommates, both American firefighters in Iraq, were yelling for me to come to the window. They were downstairs at the bar below our hostel with a bunch of other Americans. They had both left their keys and wallets in the room on accident and wanted me to toss them down. At the same time, everyone was trying to convince me to come down and have a drink. What the hell, why not I thought.
I ended up meeting people from all over. Ohio, Greece, Texas, New York, and good old Virginia. I decided I would go out clubbing with them for a few hours and then return for some sleep before my morning flight.
One of the few cons about staying in hostels is the nighttime. I hadnâ€™t packed since I was called out at the spur of the moment so I attempted to at 2:00am. You feel very guilty disturbing your roommates late at night so I did it as quietly as possible. Unfortunately, I couldnâ€™t find my flash light. To add to my misfortune, my flash light is a part of my alarm clock.
It was a long night of surfing the internet and just thinking about all the things I have seen and done this summer. It is becoming hard to comprehend how long Iâ€™ve been travelling for and how one story always leads to another. And here I was, wide awake in a dark hostel room in Amsterdam with no alarm clock, adding on to the stories.
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