Life in Amsterdam is strange, then. Unusual for a foreigner like me. The city is very small, you can go from "inside out" at noon.
Architecture is an orgy of variations of the Gothic style brick walls, palaces, wooden buildings, Art Deco. God is hard to describe, a real feast for the eyes.
The locals are very serious, everyone tucked into their world, this can be seen walking down the street. The excellent transport is the bicycle, whose road is explicitly defined in the sidewalks by "cycle tracks" to dissect virtually the entire city princess.
I could see the van Gogh museum, and admire live some of his most famous works, is an indescribable feeling to have the opportunity to witness firsthand the personal and artistic evolution of a character similar size .
Amsterdam may initially seem an odd place for an American outsider like me, but his gloomy seriousness just captivated me, Dutch women are the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen, a green that was not even on the color wheel.
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