Amsteryay!

I left Paris a day early just to get out of that busy, expensive city. On the way, I stopped in Brussels for an hour and walked around. Looks like a nice place…

I didn’t pay attention to the time difference and had believed Jonny n' Jimmy would arrive on the 23rd, but they didn’t get in until the 24th. At the hostel I found my old German friend, Jan, whom I met back in Napoli. We'd stayed in touch and knew that we’d be in town around the same time when ‘lo and behold, there he was. Things couldn't have worked out so perfectly.

I met up with the J’s the next day and they weren’t too worse for the wear. Jimmy did, however, get off the plane in sandals. Neither had been expecting snow, so it was wholly entertaining to watch two fellow San Diegan’s adjust to the cold. Being outside while it’s snowing was just as magical to them just as it’d been for me. Jonny did have to borrow one of my jackets, but they made it through okay.

Amsterdam is a bizarre place, if you know what I mean. We had fun, walking all over town, exploring the Anne Frank house, drinking home-brewed Heineken and Amstel, coffee houses...

I had a lot of fun hanging with my boyz. It makes me realize how much I miss my friends and family back home. I look forward to meeting back up with them in Cairo.

Out~