4 wonderful days in the city of many cultures, colours and legal weed with my dearest flatmate, Jenny. In Amsterdam you can find everything, you can get everything (and a bit more...:) and you can meet everyone. I love that place we should go back there as many times as possible!

And Jenny's right: we did everything what you can do there: sightseeing on feet and by boat, museums, spacecake, red-light district, biiig sleeping adventure, a fake-horse lamp and much more...

Hm, I try to write on my really messy bureau – my room is getting more and more chaotic day by day. Looks like after a bomb-attack but I like it anyway. I kind of gave up tidying it everytime. But let’s get back to Amsterdam!

So after a hard-working Friday we left our beutiful Oostende by train. We arrived late at night but after a bit of wandering around we’ve found our CS host’s place. He supposed to be at home at 12 so I called him saying that we arrived. Great, great, but he was still working, so after having a look at a coffieshop with fancy Arabic decoration we sat in a really unhealthy-looking like friteur and drank very bad tea till one. Finally we could get in our nice host’s place and meet him. We talked for a while and by the way asked till when can he host us? (He said earlier that no problem we can stay for the whole 4 nights.) Well, he looked at his agenda saying: yeah, yeah I have other guests on Monday so you can stay till Sunday. We were a bit confused but not paniced – there’s always a plan B so we went to sleep.

On our first day after breakfast we went to the library – it’s a really cool building near the dock – sent CS requests to other people hoping that we don’t have to sleep under a bridge on our last nights. We decided not to worry about the thing the whole day and went on sightseeing. We took a typical tourist boat and took typical tourist pictures – but it was nice and we saw Amsterdam’s smallest house. It was verrrry small indeed. Anyway I really like the buildings of this city.

After the boat we went to the main square (or it seemed to be the main square). We watched a guy performing some kind of stuff with a fire ball, tennis rocket and glass globe. He was really funny – asked the audience: do you think I am a hologram? Do you think I am a hallucination? Someone said yes in the back row. Oh yeah, the mushroom-people!

When the performace was over we looked around on the square and saw a group of people with signs: FREE HUGS! Then I started to run and hugged all the people J It was so great – I knew that there supposed to be a hugging meeting somewhere in Amsterdam but I wasn’t sure about it. We joined, got signes and hugged a lot of people. I was so happy – I just said last Saturday that it would be so great to do the hugging stuff every week and see! What is more I met the Mexican people from the hostel in Brugge who joined the Hungarian night. It was awesome J. Especially when they said that yeah we also met your friend, the girl with the curly hair. Emel? Nooo, I would know if she would be here. She’s here, we met her. Realllly? I called her: Hey, Réka, where are you? I’m in Amsterdam. You’re also? Yes! Everyone goes to Amsterdam! So we decided to meet up in the evening.

It was already a bit late so we started walking back to Hans’s place when I’ve heard some people talking Hungarian behind me. I immediately turned around, looked at the guys and they saw in my eyes that we were from the same land. Magyarok vagytok? Helllóóóó! We – I mean mostly I – talked with them for a while. Hungarian people find each other on every part of the world – why would this multicultural city be the exception?