Today is our longest haul of the Russian leg. Berlin to Amsterdam. This is a long day on the bus, broken up only by service stops and sporadic naps.
We arrived in Amsterdam at seven pm and the place was a buzz. There were people everywhere, with a large number of Poms, out before their clash with Columbia.
Our motel was ordinary, and not having a bathroom was not good, as I still wasn’t 100 percent.
We went to another restaurant / motel for dinner, which was quite nice.
From there we did a 90-minute tour on the canals of the city. This would be our last night together and it looked like everyone was ready for a big night, but as soon as our cruise finished, everyone split into small groups and went their own ways. We (Ken, Jen, Dave, Melissa, Cam, Jo, Roberta and I) ended up walking through the streets, seeing Amsterdam’s infamous Red-Light District and other sights before ending up at an outdoor café for a couple of drinks. Roberta, amazingly, ran into a mate from university while we were wandering around. It never ceases to amaze me that coincidences like this happen – millions of people everywhere, we’re on the other side of the planet, and still you run into someone you know.
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