After my last gigs in Germany (Hamburg), I had a two-night break before the next gigs in Belgium. One major city was perfectly situated for a couple nights off, between Hamburg and Antwerp: Amsterdam.
I stayed at a hostel in Amsterdam, my first one in many weeks, and it was located in the Red Light District, with coffeeshops, headshops, and prostitutes galore. Its actually not that seedy of a Red Light District, though, except for the streets where prostitutes actually sit in windows and make faces at you, that was pretty damn seedy.
A monument to remember the Nazi occupation of Amsterdam during World War II.
One of Amsterdam's many canals, with a tour boat zipping along. Some call Amsterdam the "Venice of the North". I call it not nearly as warm, but at least not sinking.
Some cheap rental homes on the canal.
I really enjoyed the charming, seemingly slapped together homes that line the canals.
I stayed at a hostel in Amsterdam, my first one in many weeks, and it was located in the Red Light District, with coffeeshops, headshops, and prostitutes galore. Its actually not that seedy of a Red Light District, though, except for the streets where prostitutes actually sit in windows and make faces at you, that was pretty damn seedy.
A monument to remember the Nazi occupation of Amsterdam during World War II.
One of Amsterdam's many canals, with a tour boat zipping along. Some call Amsterdam the "Venice of the North". I call it not nearly as warm, but at least not sinking.
Some cheap rental homes on the canal.
I really enjoyed the charming, seemingly slapped together homes that line the canals.
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