I travelled to Amsterdam on my own with a big backpack. The quaint canals and the tree-lined streets always make a good photographic theme. There were lots of Indonesian restaurants there. Inside that labyrinth was my hotel, Hotel Kabul. I met an Egyptian traveller there. At a place of many pigeons, I asked a bespectacled South Asian loiterer to take my picture amongst the birds that he was feeding. I visited the Sex Museum. I just liked walking around, looking at the antique buildings. There were a lot of bicyclists. Long ago, in grade school in Canada, I wrote a geography report about the Netherlands, and I learned about their engineering feats of reclaiming land from the water and, of course, the tulips.
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