Our last day in Amsterdam was a bit of a wash. Saori and I had not slept well that night, Tay was having problems logging into his timesheets account and needed to use an internet cafe, and we had to clear out of the canal house by 11 and store our luggage at the train station. So we didn't end up getting to do so much. We had wanted to do either a canal boat tour, a harbor tour, or a bicycle tour, but the first had huge, huge lines, we couldn't find anything about the second even though we went to the pier where it was supposed to depart, and as for the third, we were all too tired.
So we ended up getting some Dutch pancakes, which are like regular pancakes, but made with marijuana. Actually, they are somewhere between crepes and American pancakes; just joking about the weed. I had mine with cheese and it was really good. We killed the rest of the time last minute souvenier shopping before we jumped on a train back to the airport.
We have to come back to Amsterdam, there's too much we missed this trip. No bicycling, no modern architecture, no canal boat rides. Thankfully, it's pretty accessible from Stuttgart.
The language was surprisingly accessible. Spoken, it's still strange and sounds like the Sweedish Chef from the Muppet Show, but written it is very understandable. Supposedly between German and English, it actually it works a lot like phonetic German, with a more simplified grammar. It felt a lot more modern. Actually, coming back to Germany, it made me feel like I was speaking an archaic language.
Flight back to Stuttgart was easy, sadly no Best Class flukes this time, and we cabbed back home and I made us leek and potato soup for dinner.
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