Two weeks ago I went took Ryan Air to Amsterdam. I sat next to these two 30 year old men (with stylish frosted hair, camo-print Louis Vuitton bags, and crystal-studded belt buckles) who thought Amsterdam was a country. Luckily that plane ride was short, so 45 minutes I landed in Amsterdam,
Netherlands. Good times.

Apparently for these guys, too.

Really, Amsterdam is so pretty. There are canals and boats everywhere.

And bikes.

They really like bikes.

And trippy buildings.

We also left Amsterdam for an afternoon to go to Volendam...aka the middle of nowhere, Holland.

But they do have cheese and clogs!

And they also have "Vis Bonbons." By the way, that's Dutch for fish bonbons.

If you were to buy your loved ones some Fish Bonbons from the Netherlands, here's the assortment you'd get.
Gross.

Actually, the reason we came was to see a windmill. So here's a windmill.

This is me hanging out with a windmill in the middle of nowhere, Holland.

But we came back to Amsterdam and had some more fun. This is right outside of the Vincent Van Gogh museum, but the building in the background is the Rijksmuseum in Vondlepark.
By the way, I stayed in the StayOkay Hostel in Vondlepark. Holland is weird.

But a fun place to hang out.
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