So here's the deal. Try thinking of a street that has a constant murmur, and an occasional yell here and there. At any point in time, your ears can pick up on one of several conversations taking place around you simultaneously. You are walking in one direction but there are people walking in both. You think you find some faces similar in the crowd, but then you try to remember that you haven't been to Amsterdam much to know anyone. Your mind is buzzing from a good night, your ears can still hear the music from Club 11, where an intensified and bassful house party is still raging into the night. You're a bit hungry, but you're not worried because all the shops along the streets - doner kebabs, pizza, frites, falafel, candy, cake ... the works - are still open, and will be open for a while. What's nice about the scene is that everyone is from everywhere. You have a Rwandan friend on one side, and a German on the other. Now you just smile to yourself as you walk...
It's a good feeling when your mind stops moving every once in a while and just sits to observe what's moving around you. Amsterdam has been everything I wanted it to be.
Later,
Kheraj
It's a good feeling when your mind stops moving every once in a while and just sits to observe what's moving around you. Amsterdam has been everything I wanted it to be.
Later,
Kheraj
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