Gezelligheid in Amsterdam

             Amsterdam was my gateway drug. No… not in that sense. It was a gateway to new, weird, enriching experiences. A place where your daily bike ride to work weaved over canal bridges and cobblestone streets. Where this this sex shop was next to that cheese shop and this one kindergarten thats next to “big mamma alley”….

Rad What?

…however in the grime of backpacking and budget travel, those moments of utter perfection are what bring light to darker, less talked about times in traveling. Like Thai prison.