AMSTERDAM!!! (day1)

Even though I only spent there three days, it was the best trip ever.

Friday morning. Sleepy me, driving to the airport. My brown and beige, giraffe suitcase is full with my clothes. I brought everything I needed; my Totoro onesie, a CDL concert T-shirt, my favourite shoes and... Kopatych (yes, I brought him too). School bag on my shoulders, suitcase in hand, I enter the building to find my friends. Yasmin, talking about the food she brought and Franny, thinking that her bag might be too heavy, are there with me. We compare our passports and laugh at the photos, excited.
Yasmin and I listen to nyan cat, while waiting for the plane.

As the plane lands, we try to hold back the scream of excitement. We can't believe we're in Amsterdam.
We get our suitcases and go outside. It's quite cold. The snow under our feet is frozen and icy.
The bus is waiting for us right next to the airport. Yasmin, me, Nina, Gemma and Rachel get the back seats. From now on, we're the cool people.

We stop in the city centre to get some lunch.

 

Our beautiful Hibiki!

 

And there's Ogtay....

 Walking around the streets, admiring the beautiful architecture of Amsterdam, we start to get hungry. We stop by the pancake bakery.
Yasmin and I get some coffee. It is delicious!
They bring us huge, yellow pancakes. Yasmin ordered one with bananas and rum. Later, she couldn't stop talking about how she had coffee and alcohol like an adult.... Oh, Yasmin....

Oh, Yasmin.......

After that, all of us go to Anne Frank's house. I have a feeling that I'm not really going to enjoy it as I hear one girl say, "OMG!  Can you believe that we're gona see that house? I mean, it's not just a house! It's Anne Frank's house! It's like royal!"

The museum made me realise quite a lot about myself and the world in general. Especially after I visited the souvenir shop. There was a movie about Anne Frank, copies of her diary and.... A cartoon-version-comic-book of it! I don't know about you, but I didn't want to stay in that house or study any of the objects in it. I just didn't like the whole.... I don't know how to explain my feelings! I don't have anything against Anne's story, but she wasn't the only girl who wrote a diary. There were many other girls like her whose life was worse than hers. I'm sure Anne's diary is a good book and everything, but a cartoon version of it is.... It's just OTT!



After visiting the museum and walking around the snowy streets of Amsterdam, we go on a boat ride. It's dark. The lights fall on to the shiny snow and the cold, still water. Slowly, our boat travels across the shiny, narrow canals of the city.

We stop at the Hard Rock cafe to have dinner. Yasmin and I annoy the people at out table by being super perverted. It's really fun.
We run to the bus. The cool people take their spot at the back.

At first, the hotel seems strange to us, but as we enter we realise that it's the best place ever. It reminds me of India and China at the same time. There are carpets, blue, red and purple sofas and golden framed mirrors. There's a swimming pool, a gym and a sauna. The restaurant is next to our rooms. It seems like we're outside since there are many plants and water fountains around us.
Yasmin and Rachel are in the same room as me. There are two big beds with soft, comfy pillows, a blue armchair, a red chair with wheels and a large cupboard. (Yaz and I even got inside the cupboard and pretended to be Indians.... Love our inside jokes!) But that's not all. The most exciting thing is the big TV.