We got off the train in Paris and it was raining. Luckily our hostel was just a minute down the road from the train station. Yet somehow Amy and I still managed to go the wrong way, walking about a mile in the opposite direction. We turned back and this time when we were outside the train station we spotted the sign for St. Christopher's Inn, where we'd booked to stay three nights.
Friday 22 May 2015
Paris in the rain
Day 7 continued - Friday 1st May
We got off the train in Paris and it was raining. Luckily our hostel was just a minute down the road from the train station. Yet somehow Amy and I still managed to go the wrong way, walking about a mile in the opposite direction. We turned back and this time when we were outside the train station we spotted the sign for St. Christopher's Inn, where we'd booked to stay three nights.
It was a weird feeling arriving in Paris, it's somewhere that I've seen on TV and read about so many times, often portrayed as a magical place where fairy tales happen. And to finally be there in person kind of felt like meeting a celebrity. Does that make any sense?
We got off the train in Paris and it was raining. Luckily our hostel was just a minute down the road from the train station. Yet somehow Amy and I still managed to go the wrong way, walking about a mile in the opposite direction. We turned back and this time when we were outside the train station we spotted the sign for St. Christopher's Inn, where we'd booked to stay three nights.
Friday 8 May 2015
Blundering through Belgium and kissing frogs
Day 5 - Wednesday 29th April
Wednesday morning Amy and I packed up our bags again and said 'doei' (bye in Dutch) to Amsterdam. Well after we'd had some more pancakes from All Stars anyway.
The three hour train journey to Brussels flew by as I spent most of it reading 'The Miniaturist', which is set in 17th century Amsterdam, ' on my Kindle.
We managed to find our hostel without too much hastle and were surprised at how big our room was. The hostel itself looks like an old school.
Wednesday morning Amy and I packed up our bags again and said 'doei' (bye in Dutch) to Amsterdam. Well after we'd had some more pancakes from All Stars anyway.
The three hour train journey to Brussels flew by as I spent most of it reading 'The Miniaturist', which is set in 17th century Amsterdam, ' on my Kindle.
We managed to find our hostel without too much hastle and were surprised at how big our room was. The hostel itself looks like an old school.
Wednesday 6 May 2015
We do not sleep on King's Day
Day 2 - Sunday 26th April
We started off our second day with a search for some pancakes that ended at All Stars restaurant and bar. We ordered pancakes with chocolate sauce and a glass of orange juice each. The pancakes that arrived were massive and very delicious.
Next we had a walk around and headed to the Anne Frank house. We queued for two hours in the cold rain and wind to get in, but it was worth it. It was really interesting to learn about Anne, her family and friends, and her situation. The house just looks like a museum so it was hard to see what it would have been like living there but I'd still recommend it to anyone visiting Amsterdam. Afterwards we had some hot chocolate in the cafe there to warm us up.
We ate a late lunch/ early tea by the Prinsengracht canal and took some pictures of the area before heading back towards the centre.
Every year people in The Netherlands celebrate King's (or Queens) Day, which is a national holiday in honour of the King's birthday. This year was the first King's Day for the current monarch and was held on Monday 27th April. The festivities start the night before on what is known as King's Night. It's common for people to dress up in orange so me and Amy brought orange 'me in Amsterdam' tops and crown head boppers to wear.
We started off our second day with a search for some pancakes that ended at All Stars restaurant and bar. We ordered pancakes with chocolate sauce and a glass of orange juice each. The pancakes that arrived were massive and very delicious.
Next we had a walk around and headed to the Anne Frank house. We queued for two hours in the cold rain and wind to get in, but it was worth it. It was really interesting to learn about Anne, her family and friends, and her situation. The house just looks like a museum so it was hard to see what it would have been like living there but I'd still recommend it to anyone visiting Amsterdam. Afterwards we had some hot chocolate in the cafe there to warm us up.
We ate a late lunch/ early tea by the Prinsengracht canal and took some pictures of the area before heading back towards the centre.
Every year people in The Netherlands celebrate King's (or Queens) Day, which is a national holiday in honour of the King's birthday. This year was the first King's Day for the current monarch and was held on Monday 27th April. The festivities start the night before on what is known as King's Night. It's common for people to dress up in orange so me and Amy brought orange 'me in Amsterdam' tops and crown head boppers to wear.
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