Beer in Holland

Didn't even try to gather information. Too busy putting them down.
They are lighter than what I like, but all Holland beer are fair.

Not even sure if the names match the image...
Scott, stop trying to ash in my glass:)






Brand

Heineken













Amstel

Dommelsch



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!!

I AMsterdam

We were constantly on-line searching for an accommodation in Amsterdam for a couple of weeks before our arrival, but most places were fully booked, and available ones were more than what we can afford. Not knowing what the occasion is, we continued our search and finally found a place outside of the city center, only for the night we arrive. This will have to do, and as long as we are in town we can find a place on foot.

The following day to our arrival, we lugged our backpacks into the city center, looking for a place for tonight. Since Sahe is leaving tomorrow morning for Paris, we didn't want to spend the whole day wandering around. But as I assumed it didn't take long to find a place near the Amsterdam Centraal Station. Not necessarily the cheapest place for a room the size of a bed, but this will have to do. We dropped off our bags and went out for a sightseeing with my friend, Scott.

The day was unstable, raining on and off. We walked a little, went to museums, and then walked some more for a cafe. Apparently there is a coference of some sort, and the streets were crowded with guys with white collar and khakis. The town was just as crowded as Istanbul was, with a slight difference of people not being in your face trying to sell you goods. It is not a cultural differnce, but is a matter of class.

Next day, I took Sahe to the terminal where she is to take a bus to Paris to see her friend. First time for us to travel apart from one another.

After her departure, I told myself that I had to make sure to get things done before I was incapable of achieving them. I still had to look for a place to stay for the next three days, send back a pakage for ourselves, and send postcards to friends. Hmmm... I might as well go get a coffee, relax, and then think about getting them done. Or maybe a beer sounds better... So beer it is.