Amsterdam

I don't have to tell you that Amsterdam is just downright pretty. Quaint, chic, green, design forward, enviable bike culture. Too damn cool, in other words.

No smugness, stores with storekeepers out of sight, super friendly storekeepers, taking photos welcomed everywhere (except in the Anne Frank House, a gem of a museum.),  people on bike stopping to pose for photo, no police asking for train tickets, coke with your name on it, street names with multiple and side-by-side vowels, cheap but good convenient store food, tourists everywhere, boathouse of my dreams, no spectacular local cuisine (no local cuisine is more like it), old churches turned into event venues, cobblestones, very tall people, i now know why they call it Dutch treat, 200 yr old windmills, handcrafted wooden shoes akin to present day engagement rings, too many souvenir shops, paying .50ureo for extra pack of ketchup at a Mcdonald's, cannabis everything, picture perfect houses all around, good beers.

I definitely enjoyed Amsterdam, but I would have enjoyed it infinitely more if Marvin saw it with me. I'm such a dependent like that.