I’m starting to get super excited as I’m off to the Netherlands tomorrow.The first 6 days is part of a university field trip, where will be staying near Utrecht and conducting research at four zoos- Burger, Amsterdam, Apenheul Primate Park and Rotterdam zoo. I’m most excited about Apenheul as it’s the first zoo where monkeys are free roaming. The next 5 days will be spent with my friends in Amsterdam!
As is customary for me when I go to a new place, I have made a mini bucket list of all of the things I need to do in Amsterdam/ Utrecht.
- Visit a coffee shop.
- See Anne Franks house.
- Chill out at Vondelpark.
- Go to Albert Cuypmarkt.
- Ride a bike in Amsterdam.
- Ride a bike from the hostel to Utrecht.
- Visit the Royal Palace.
- Have a drink in the Irish Pub.
- Go to the Red Light District.
- Have a boat ride along the canal.
- Have a night out in Amsterdam.
- Climb the Domtoren (Utrecht)
If there’s anything else anyone can recommend let me know! Can’t wait!
To the cyclist who stupidly tried to squeeze past my car and overtake me, scrape my car again and I’ll hurt you. I got some moves. Noone touches my baby like that.
That is all.
Have you ever had one of those moments, those near-death experiences, where your life suddenly flashes before your eyes?
Those moments that you don’t see coming, the ones that suddenly just jump out in front of you.
One minute, you’re just strolling down the street, or stepping out of a shop, or crossing the road, just casually minding your own business, then BAM… you’re hit by a push bike.
Okay, so I’m exaggerating.
My life didn’t flash before my eyes. It wasn’t a near-death experience. I didn’t even get hurt, with the exception of a grazed arm and a severely bruised ego. The worst thing is, this isn’t the first time this has happened to me. I have been run down by a bike on two occasions now, both times in a public place, both times I’ve stacked it onto the floor, both times very embarrassing, both times my fault. The worst part was that when I got back into the car, my mum was laughing so hard that she couldn’t drive us home for about five minutes. Charming.
I think I must go into some sort of trance when I’m walking that makes me oblivious to people on their bikes. Either that or I should really start wearing my glasses more often. Hopefully next time it won’t be a bus.