Pictures speak a thousand words, and my bike was pretty damn talkative.
Anyone who has spent at least a day in Amsterdam knows that the only real way to see the city is on bike. It’s how the locals get to work, how the kids get to school, and how the tourists (try and) find Anne Frank’s house. Or in my case, the Cheese Museum…lol. So, my dear baby blue bike, take it away…
8 AM: World, I present to you my bike.
Check. AND WE’RE OFF.
Where else to start the day, but Dam Square. Comin atcha’
Top of the mornin’ kids
And off to school they go.
Welp, it’s been two hours. Coffee break.
But the question, is what kind of coffee shop to go to on my break?
………….Wooooooah. Friends everyyywhere.
Look it’s the Cheese Museum! I hear they have lots of free samples…
MUST. PEDAL OFF. ALL THAT CHEESE… Hey, check out that pretty lady over there at that canal…
Excuse me ma’am, you don’t mind if I park next to you, do you?
SCORE. Ahhh what a view….
UMMM Excuse me big guy, but I got dibs on her first…
Suns down, lights up. And let the light show begin!
…And back where I started, home sweet Dam Square. Throwin’ in the lock for the night.
Until next time, bike.
And there ya’ have it, folks. Amsterdam, as told by my bike. Just wait for the stories my mo-ped has to tell…