Rollin’ in Amsterdam
<p>The culturally bloated, artistic, and liberal city of Amsterdam, with its eight hundred thousand plus bicycle population, copious coffee shops, and infamous Red Light District, had us undoubtedly intrigued by its kooky character.</p>
<p>We were assiduous walkers during our two-day experience — and rightfully so. Much needed to be done for two tourists seeking refuge in Amsterdam’s guilty pleasures.</p>
<p><strong>The Goods:</strong></p>
<p>After snoozing, and taking intermittent snack breaks on our four-hour train ride from Frankfurt, Germany, we arrived at the highly anticipated travel destination of the Netherlands.</p>
<p>Kathleen and I exited the Amsterdam central train station to the likes of some sunshine and brisk wind and began our foot journey to the hotel.</p>
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