A Memory Loss

Canals, windmill, bicycles

Heineken Co., and museums

Boat, Miffy, Minimuffins

Tram, croquet, sausage

French fries, red light dist.

Coffee shops, gray sky

It has been twelve years since I last visited Amsterdam, but there is a vague memory left from the previous visit. Where did we stay, what did we eat, and where did we visit...

The reason for the memory loss cannot all be blamed on the fact that we were a group of twelve to fourteen students, hopping from coffee shops to bars all day. Back then, I was never willing to take any charge on our action. I had followed others to the dormitory someone else made a reservation to, and ate at wherever, smoked whatever.

There are foggy memory of rainy days, playing soccer at a park with locals, and visited Van Gogh Museum only to find out it was closed. Add hanging out in dark coffee shops for hours, and that pretty much sums up the entire week I was here.




Time to fill in blanks with new memory. Thanks for being there, guys!!