So, I’m sitting in a “coffee shop”. People are smoking plenty of the tweed.
It’s been an experience so far. I thought I would cruise into Amsterdam like I owned the place. Instead I’ve been basically lost and homeless. I can’t check into my hostel till 1pm. It’s 11am now and I’ve been wandering around since about 7am.
I’m getting better though. I know the trams pretty well now and I have located food. My hostel is out in the middle of nowhere, as far as stuff to do goes, but I can get there from everything else in about 5 minutes on the tram.
I’m right across from the museum district. I’ve got pics of that area but I have not yet located any free WiFi with which to do my computer duties. Not too important at the moment. What I really want is some fucking sleep. I’ve been awake now for… um. I really have no idea. Since 8am Friday Kansas City time.
More later. My minutes are ticking away.
Oh, exchanging my hard earned, but useless, American dollars for Euros took a little bit of pride and shit on it. I put a giant stack of thousands and thousands of dollars on the table and she gave me a few copper coins. And spit on me.