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.
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