General, disorganized thoughts and learnings from my first week in Holland for your reading pleasure…plus pictures!
Always follow proper bike etiquette, unless you are actually Dutch.
The supermarkets are closed on Sundays, so plan ahead or starve to death.
It only took me 4 days to develop the same distaste for tourists outside the Van Gogh museum, as I have for the herds of cattle on Canal Street cruising for fake Prada bags.
Covering your toenails with polish is for housewives and whores.
Just because Google Maps says its there, doesn’t mean its there.
I haven’t fallen off my bike yet, but somehow it looks like a mobster took a bat to my legs. I’m told it’s part of the adjustment.
I had the best espresso of my life at Restaurant Toscanini, pulled by a real Italian.
Bier is for every time of day.
The Dutch are the nicest and most helpful people, except for those that drive the Trams.