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Pics from Amsterdam

I’m going on my two year anniversary since my UK trip as well as the updates that I was supposed to have done while I was across the pond.

It didn’t happen then but I’m taking care of the articles and lessons learned now (better late than never).

A few days ago I wrote about one of the many experiences that I had during my trip to Amsterdam and here are some of the photos that I took while over there.

This was the first thing that I saw when I stepped out of the train station.

This was the first thing that I saw when I walked out of the train station.

The train station.

I will give you one guess as to what I was taking a picture of in this photo.

Do I really need to tell you what this is a picture of?

The Grass Hopper was the first coffee shop that we saw when we walked out of our hostile.

The building in the distance is the Grasshopper, it's a smoke shop and a hotel.  This was across from where we stayed.

This was the start of the red light district.

Entrance to the Red Light District.

The Grass Hopper Coffee Shop.

The Grass Hopper smoke shop.

This was one of my guiding lights (literally).

This is one of the churches that helped me navigate.

The church again.

Another pic of the church at night.

There can only be one me.

Picture of me in Amsterdam.

The majority of the transportation was done by waterways like this.

Waterway.

No idea what this building was but it’s a cool picture.

I have no idea what this building is.
Church again.

Church again.

Plaza where a concert was held not too far from our hostile.

Plaza not too far from where I was staying.

The Grass Hopper at night.

The Grass Hopper at night.

I have no idea what this building was so I didn’t enter it.

I have no idea what this place is but I didn't enter the building because it was really weird.

A busy street.

Nothing special.

This church had a cafe that was run by a lady from Russia. She made the beast ham and cheese sandwiches at 4:00 am.

This is a church but not one that we used to navigate.  There was a great place to eat across the street from this place ran by a lady from Russia.

Plaza again.

The plaza again.

Me once again.

Me

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