Amsterdam

We woke up early with aforementioned feelings of unwellness and made our way to the train station. Oz had told me that the tickets from Brussels to Amsterdam would be about 40 Euro, but we got there and the lady told us 75. I freaked out on her and we got it down to 45 with much pleading and begging. We got to Amsterdam after the three hour voyage and went to find our hostel. Our hostel was in the middle of the Red Light Distrcit, which is actually the safest part of Amsterdam with all the police and security cameras. The hostel was a bit sketchy because we had to lock our things in oil drums to keep it safe, needless to say I kept my things on me the whole time. We walked around in all of the very liberal town that is Amsterdam, we went in a coffee shop and also got the best Chinese I have ever eating, called Wok to Walk. We took in the sights and smells of Amsterdam, we went to the Anne Frank House and then went home to take a nap. We got up and went out for a night on the town. Amsterdam is actually one of the cleaner cities I've been to, no really sketchy people or bums as far as I saw. We went to a bar and met some people from Texas and hung out with them. We woke up the next morning and decided to take the free three hour tour that our hostel offered. It was really good and I learned a ton about Amsterdam, not just the sex and drugs part that everyone thinks of. We returned to Brussels and had a few more beers and some more fries then got on the plane and headed back. This was a really relaxing weekend, filled with fun and food.