AH! Amsterdam was AMAZING. Definitely my favorite place besides Galway.
So we left Saturday at 7 in the morning the catch the 7:30 bus to Dublin. Woke up that morning with a pretty bad ear ache, but I took some ipuprofen and the pain went away.
Our flight left around 2pm. My ears always hurt on planes, and they’ve been definitely hurting a lot each time I travel around here, but this time was the worst I’ve ever experienced in my life. The pain became so unbearable at one point that I was screaming. Literally. Screaming and clutching onto Christina for dear life. Then my ear drum ruptured and started bleeding. I was freaking out. The flight attendants had to talk over the mic for someone who was medically certified. It ended up being this Dutch girl who was a nurse and she was talking to me, basically saying all the generic stuff that I already did, like plugging your nose to pop your ears, chewing gum, ibuprofen, yawning, etc. None of that worked. It was horrible. Unfortunately there wasn’t anything else they could do for me. Luckily it was a short flight. When we got off they had arranged for an abulence to be there. They weren’t much help either because they are trained for emergency situations not ear pain. They basically just told me to find a doctor once I got to Amsterdam.
So that was fun. After that Christina and I caught a bus to Amsterdam, which was about 2 hours away. Once we got to the city I was completely mesmerized. At this time it was like 7pm. The buildings and the lights were so pretty. The city was big but tight and crammed at the same time. We walked around and eventually found our hostel, which was really close to central station where we were dropped off.
Ha. Our hostel was in the red light district by the way, and pretty much in the center of all the night life. So after we got settled in we went to find a place for dinner. We ended up at this Spanish restaurant. I had this really good chicken and Christina ate Quale (I tried a piece – EW). After that we went walking around to find a place to go. We bar hopped a few places. It was fun.
The next day we went shopping around the streets near our hostel. There were a lot of cool shops. Oh yeah but we had breakfast at The Cheese Factory. BOY WAS THAT DELICIOUS. There were eggs and bread and all these different cheeses to try. Mmmmmm.
For dinner, OH! That was a huge fail. Listen to this. We were walking around looking for a place to eat, and we stumbled across this little Italian place. We were reading the menu outside when the waitor came out and invited us in… we didn’t know how to say no. The place was tiny inside and had a creepy vibe. Christina was having trouble deciding what to order, so she asked the waitor what was their best dish. He had nothing to say and looked really confused. He just started pointing to the menu and describing what each meal was… OKAY WE CAN READ. She said I’m just asking which one is the best, and he’s like, “Well, what do you like? This one is pasta with chicken, this one pasta with fish….” He obviously wasn’t getting it. I ended up ordering this spicy chicken pasta and Christina ordered a 3 cheese pasta. And when we got our food… it looked DISGUSTING. The noodles were this off white gross color, and the chicken looked like it was rubber. I had a bite… IT WAS TERRIBLE. It was probably one of the worst things I have ever tasted. Christina felt the same way about hers. I refused to take another bite. We waited there for probably 15 minutes without service. Then I called him over and told him that we weren’t happy with our meals and would like to leave. You should have seen how mad this guy got. I was a little scared, but I held my ground. He was like, “Well you guys just don’t know what you like! What’s wrong with it?” Worst service I’ve ever gotten. Normally I would have flipped out on this guy, but since we were foreigners I thought I should just play it safe. So after arguing for a few minutes I ultimately told him that we would just like to pay for it and leave. UGH I WAS SO ANGRY.
After we got he heck out of there, Christina and I wandered around for another place. We found the Burger Bar. It was really good. Reminded me of Five Guys.
That night we went out once again. Oh yeah our hostel also had the biggest sports bar there is in Amsterdam. We pre-gamed there pretty much every night.
I don’t remember exactly which night this was, but Christina and I got lost in the red light district! That place really freaked me out. One of the girls made eye contact with me once too. Can’t get that image out of my head! If you hang out in there too long it will really give you a strange view of humanity.
Oh yeah and we also tried out this fast food place called Feebo. It’s basically like one big vending machine. You put the money into the slot, and then you open one of the doors for whatever food you want! It’s probably super unhealthy, but it was good late night food! We went back there like 3 times over the course of our trip haha. I always got this fried macaroni thing.
Hmmm what else… Oh yeah so on Monday I went to the doctors. I got a phone number from the guy in the hostel. The people there weren’t really helpful at all, but they gave me steriods, antibiotics and nasal spray. The doctor said if I use that it should all prevent my ears from hurting again.
Then we went to the pharmacy to get my perscription filled. It cost 50 euro for the appointment, and another 40 euro for the medicine… but hey, I was willing to pay anything at that point.
After that we walked around Amsterdam for a while. It is really a beautiful city. I loved the canals and all the boats and bikes. We stopped for lunch and got grilled cheese and tomato soup. Yum. Oh and we asked for coffee and they gave it to us in these cute itty bitty mugs. I want some!
Later in the day we went on a coffee shop tour! It was awesome. Our tour guide was really knowledgable and funny. All the history was interesting. We even got to see the Cannibis College! It was so cool.
Later that night Christina and I went to dinner at this restaurant in the red light district. I don’t remember what it’s called, but we both ordered pumpkin cheese ravioli. IT WAS SO GOOD OMG. We ate it in like a second. Then we had tiramisu for dessert… mmmm food heaven.
We bar hopped that night once again. Oh I forgot to mention we met quite a few British and Irish guys. I felt like they were everywhere. And we also met Canadians!
So now I think we’re on Tuesday, our last day/night. Christina and I call this day, “Anne Frank and pancakes” because we started the day at a pancake place right next to Anne Frank’s house. I had a banana rum pancake, and IT WAS THE BEST PANCAKE I’VE EVER HAD IN MY LIFE. The only thing was the rum was pretty strong, so I had to chase each bite with a bite of Christina’s pancake. Haha.
So then we went to Anne Frank’s. That was really interesting. Bought some nice postcards there too.
Then Christina and I went wandering around Amsterdan trying to find the Van Gogh museum. We went into this convenient store where they had ALL FOODS AMERICAN. Like Kraft mac and cheese, Peter Pan and Jiff peanut butter, CHEESE ITS, ROOT BEER, etc. We were so excited and making fools out of ourselves. We had huge arm fulls of food when we realized we couldn’t take all that on the plane haha. So we decided to just take the mac and cheese, root beer, and cheese its for the road.
So here we are, walking around Amsterdam, eating cheese its… when all of a sudden this man is walking in between us. IT WAS OUR TOUR GUIDE FROM THE DAY BEFORE. Hahahah we were laughing so hard. What are the odds? We decided to take advantage of his expertise and ask him where the Van Gogh museum was. Turns out we were on the complete opposite end of town haha. So we gave up. AND WENT SHOPPING.
We found Dam Square and the H&M there was huge. 5 stories. It was cool because all the clothes there were European style that you would never find in the states. I bought a dress and Christina bought a top.
For dinner, we went back to that same restaurant in the red light discrict because we loved that ravioli so much that we wanted it again haha. This time we got the large instead of the regular size. Again ate it in a second. We didn’t have room for dessert this time.
More bar hopping that night. More fun.
Sadly, Wednesday came and we had to leave. Fortunately this time on the plane my ears didn’t really hurt. The left one (the one that didn’t pop) hurt a little bit, but then I just yawned and drank a Heinekin in 45 seconds. I was so scared of it hurting again. But I guess the medicine and beer did the trick!
In conclusion…
AMSTERDAM IS AMAZING. I will definitely go back one day. Loved every second of that trip.