Happy New Year everyone!
The returning layover was a part of my travel plans from the very start. Since we only had 5 hours (the minimum recommended), everything had to be planned down to the wire, with contingency plans in place (you know me!)
Finding the train platform entrance was easy enough (look for yellow ticket vending machines and escalators going down into the subterranean level). Buying the tickets was a little less hassle-free. There are plenty of ticket vending machines but locating one that accepted coins (none of them accept bills) required a trip to the info desk. We bought tickets for the Freya (non-stop) but got on the first train (local) to arrive. The local is more frequent but makes 3-4 extra stops (an extra 7-10 minutes) along the way.
Had we walked a little further away from the train station, the cruise prices probably would have been more reasonable, but we were pressed for time and the boat was leaving.
Our boat was the same as the one in the photo. Since we were the last to board the boat, our seats weren't very great. Originally I sat next to two German teenage girls who had the window. They were not very nice. I switched to a
Look at the two men and their cutesy, built-for-two inflatable boat! I want one!
Church of St. Nicholas (left) and the Sea Palace (right), a large floating Chinese restaurant. Very East meets West. A little gimmicky-looking but it makes a nice photo.
Now part of the Netherlands Maritimes Museum, the original was shipwrecked near Hastings, England, in 1749. The ship then sank into the muddy shore.
At extremely low tides, parts of the ship can still be seen (so cool!) The mud has preserved much of the ship (and likely its cargo). Although on English soil, the ship remains legally the property of the Dutch government. Unfortunately, insufficient funding have delayed plans for excavation indefinitely.
The many, many, many canals of Amsterdam.

This clock tower is one of the oldest structures in Amsterdam and was once part of the city's defensive wall. After the installation of the clock, the tower earned the nickname "Silly Jack" (Malle Jaap in Dutch) due to the unreliability and temperamentality of the bells, ringing at the oddest hours or not at all.
A particularly ornate bridge. One of the many bridges of Amsterdam.
Amsterdam is such an incredibly lovely city and is well-known for its bike-friendliness. There are bikes everywhere and bike-dedicated paths extend throughout the city. My kind of city!
And the Dutch canal houses have such a distinguishable architectural style. For some reason, the narrow houses with elongated windows remind me of LEGO. I really like the overall clean lines and lack of ornamentation of the buildings. Even thought they were built in the Dutch Golden Age, I think the architecture falls comfortably in line with mid-century modern design. And take a look at those cool crow-stepped gables!
The photo only captured the church tower, which is the tallest in Amsterdam. Westerkerk is where the famous artist Rembrandt was buried.
Houseboats of Amsterdam
Once only the poor lived on houseboats, now only the wealthy could afford to. How things change! They do look really neat don't they?
We arrived back at the airport and got to our gate with a full 40 minutes to spare, only to find out that our flight was delayed for three hours (ARHHHHHHH!!!!) Had we known this, we could have taken our sweet time and maybe even visited a museum or two (ARHHHHHHH!!!!)
To pacify us, the airline offered a five-euro voucher (?!?) and a 30-minute calling code (which did not work) Considering the fact that a salad cost seven, it really wasn't enough to buy anything. In the end, we pooled our money together and spent it at McDonald's. I tried the McKroket, which was kind of disgusting-looking but ultimately delicious-tasting. If I had to describe it, it would be deep-fried mustard-flavoured mashed potatoes with buns.
Remember those colourful bins I talked about in the Amsterdam layover post? Well, here they are. Don't they remind you of IKEA?
And it turned out, our pilot hasn't even arrived yet! Way to go KLM!
Anyways, the adrenaline had all but resided by this point and I just couldn't wait to get back home.
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