On my afternoon flight to Amsterdam, I had some white wine and the best cheese sandwich of my life (as chronicled in a previous post). Thus began my cheese-filled weekend in the Netherlands.
My friend Margaret and I stayed at the Van Gogh hostel conveniently located near many of the museums in the city while the rest of our group stayed in an Airbnb on the outskirts of the city center. After dropping off our bags, Margaret and I took a scenic walk along one of Amsterdam’s many canals to meet the rest of the gang at their Airbnb. Google Maps got us within a few blocks of the apartment but failed to fully execute. Once again, living that #NoData life left us stranded and lost. The neighborhood was eerily empty and gray. However, I yet again had Lady Luck to bail me out. After about fifteen minutes of aimlessly wandering, we coincidentally ran into everyone else returning from buying groceries. That night we ate too much pasta and watched Monster’s Inc (I couldn’t tell you why that was our choice in a movie). Because of our late afternoon arrival, we took the evening easy and waited until the next morning to begin exploring.
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Berlin was off to a crazy start before I even got there. The night before my flight to Berlin, I lost my wallet in a bar. My wallet had almost $100 worth of Hungarian cash in it, and all of my credit and debit cards. So, not only did I not have any cash, I also had no way of obtaining any cash or buying anything for that matter. Luckily, I hadn’t lost my key card to my dorm room in Budapest, my public transit pass, or my drivers license, so I went to bed and decided to face my problems in the morning. Thankfully, my flight wasn’t until the afternoon, so I spent the morning ordering new credit cards and asking my parents to wire me money to a Western Union until the cards came in the mail. Still stressed out, with 200 euros in my pocket borrowed from my generous roommate, I set off to the airport to meet my friend Mallory in Berlin.
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After my last sappy blog post about saying goodbye, I thought it was time to lighten things up a bit! That said, here is my commentary on cultural differences in Hungary vs. America!
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