Well i slept fairly pleasantly, and woke fairly early - 8.15! Had a delightful breakfast at the hotel - a whole range of bread, toast, cereals, bacon, cheese and even my beloved chocolate sprinkles (was brought up on these!) So after this feast we walked all the way into Dam Square, where we went to Madame Tussards and rather insanely some guy insisted i had my picture taken with Barack Obama's waxwork. I awkwardly stood next to 'him', flashed a rather forced smile and hurried myself into the museum before i was asked to stand next to any other lifeless beings. Thinking about it, a museum full of waxworks of famous people is a slightly odd concept..
After wondering around there for an hour or so (and my mother insisting on spending 8 Euro's on the picture of me and Obama) we ate an apple on the steps of a famous monument, went to a huge department store (where i bought Bjorn Borg's knickers and a Riceboy Sleeps album) and then went to the Olde Kerk - an 'old church'. After this we needed re-fuelling so stopped off at the David and Golliath cafe (where i have been many times on my travels to Holland) and shared a sugary pancake and paid collosal amounts for a bottle of water. We then walked back along the streets to the hotel, partaking in plenty of window shopping, and i had a shower.
After feeling rejuvinated, we walked into the nightlife centre and found a very authentic Indonesian restaurant. So authentic we were sat on small cushions on the floor, and there was barely any light...but this added to the cosy, quaint atmosphere of the place, and was rather romantic i found myself thinking. I had a special curry, and beautiful rice. Once the meal was finished we decided we'd go on an evening canal cruise - which took us straight through the red light district. I have never felt so uncomfortable in my life! Certainly an interesting experience though, nevertheless. The canal cruise went on for a total of 90 minutes, and within these 90 minutes i decided that Amsterdam at night-time was possibly one of the most romantic sights i'd seen. So after the cruise, headed back to the hotel, wrote a postcard to Molly, cleaned my teeth and did some squats. I am now lying on my bed, with a quilt that almost suffocates me. Tomorrow we're off to see Auntie Tini - that's if i survive the many modes of public transport it takes to get there! x
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