Corey Webb: Blog

I wish I could say a lot about Amsterdam. It's not because I didn't like it, it was an amazing city. Copious debauchery in a city of sin - & around the corner? Oh its just the majesty of one of the holiest and most beautiful cathedrals washing away your mortal doubts.

We arrived in the center of the city on Saturday afternoon and found a hostel. All was well and to said plan. Then... well we spent the next 48 hours aggravatedly ambling around the same 8 blocks again and again, aimlessly confused and always without uniform destinations. We did find cheap guinness but... it was weak (O Dublin what have you done to us?).

There was a grocery store I liked. Living cheap isn't so hard; found some good focaccia bread, goat cheese with honey, and some outrageously thin & delicious ham. Oh hell yeah. Also, outside the grocery store (via some spontaneous and/or opportunistic busking) was the best money I've ever made. 15 kids, 30 parents, & 4 songs -covered my stay in the hostel : )

Other than that... a lot of walking, admiration of the architecture, & a lack of productivity. Well we did see the Anne Frank house... kind of one of those modernized letdowns... I think I saw a café in there?

I now sit on a night train bound for Moscow. We get off in Prague, but I'm the one with the alarm and a half temptation not to set it. Aren't memoirs more interesting when you accidentally wake up in Russia?