Currently sitting with fire alarms wailing in a hostel that has NO TIME for Paris. We are in Amserdam and it is wet. Just like home. Great.
Stayed with Andy's relative, Ann, yesterday in Eindhoven, the highlight of which was the HOMEMADE LASAGNE gggrrrrr it was NOICE. Dabbled in the pub life of Valkenwaard, playing with dice and such, which can be described as better than our room now. WE ARE LITERALLY STAYING IN A GLORIFIED CUPBOARD. FOR TOO MUCH MONSEYS.
Spent the morning at Ann's house stuffing our undernourished faces with bacon, bacon, bacon, eggs, circle bacon, fried bread and....oh, bacon. Richard Bacon. Francis Bacon. So much bacon.
At the station, we discovered the joys of deep fried breaded cheese things, which we got from a magic cupboard system of hawt food vending. Got the train to Amsterdam without incident, meeting Aussies on the way, sharing tales of travels cos we're cool.
Waited in Amsterdam station in the stupid and ridiculous number system GARGH, eating more deep fried cheese things (addictive). We then beat the system, and escaped to find our hostel. Which had given away our reservation. EPIC FAIL. This led Helen and Andy on a quest to discover a new hostel, while I loitered anti-socially near the war memorial.
Having found a hostel, we are out to discover the joys of Amsterdam on a limited budget, fun times all round! :
Hopefully tomorrow we can steal bikes and run riot on Texel Texel Texel land. Or just eat more deep fried cheese. Yeah.
LOVETH
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