Well, a lot of things have happened since I last updated. During my last couple of days in Berlin I made friends with these two Irish girls who were very sweet. We hung out and went for dinner and such. The night before I was leaving I went to pack up my stuff in my room. I tried opening my suitcase which had a little Samsonite lock on it, and it wouldn't open! I know I had the right combination, since I've been using the same lock my entire trip and everything, but it just wouldn't open. Luckily the main desk had a very sturdy wire cutter, so I was able to cut it off, but it was very exciting for a little while there. I brought my suitcase back up stairs and began packing and then guess what happened? I got a nosebleed of course! I got blood on my skirt and I was sad.
My train ride from Berlin to Amsterdam went fine, although Germany lost to Italy while I was on the train which made me sad. I was really rooting for Germany, but they got really far so I'm glad. I got into Amsterdam and went to my hostel which was a bit of an adventure in itself, since the train stop I was supposed to get off at didn't exist. Unfortunately the directions the hostel gave me were all wrong so I was schlepping around Amsterdam at 11:30 at night with all my luggage looking for the hostel but luckily I ran into some people who were also staying in the hostel, so they showed me where it was. I went to check in at the hostel and the woman at the desk was about half way through checking me in when she got a phone call and she proceeded to sit and talk to her friend on the phone for ten minutes while I was just standing there. She finally finished and told me my room was up the stairs and to the left. I walked all the way down the hall and it wasn't there, so I tried the hallway to the right and there it was. I didn't realize until the next morning when I woke up that there was only one very small window in the room and it was barred over. I tried to waggle the bars a bit but they wouldn't move. I went back to reception and told them that was a fire hazard and asked if I could be moved to a different room that wasn't a fire hazard. They did, which was nice. Anyway, after that I walked around Amsterdam a lot and decided I wasn't really a fan. Amsterdam is a lot like Allston except with canals and smoking pot is legal there so people don't have to hide it. There were eighty gajillion college students there and they were all dumb and loud (just like those pesky BU kids), and there were trams that almost kept running over the people on bicycles (also just like Allston). Amsterdam was also crazy expensive (apples cost ninety cents!) so I left and went to the Hague (or den Haag as the locals call it) to visit my friend Andrew who's from Boston but currently lives here. I had planned on coming out here and then going back to Amsterdam but instead I'm going to go to Utrecht (the city not the art supply store-- oh, and by the way, it's pronounced oo-trecht, not yew-trecht, as they say at the art supply store). Hostels there are half as much as is everything else. I'll stay there for two nights and then I have to go back to Amsterdam to get on a train to Paris! I'm excited to go back there. The big things I want to do are the Pompidou (which is the Modern Art museum), Versailles and the Louvre. I've got four days, so I think I'll be able to.
Did you know in the Hague there's an Escher Museum? I think I'm going to go!