so... here we are...

november 2nd.. at around 5pm, my plane from milan landed at schiphol airport. i was amazed at how big it was.. anyway, i confidently rushed out to the place where you get train tickets.. i got on for amsterdam centraal station.

now assuming that ALL trains went to amsterdam centraal, i hopped on the first train that my eye caught. it was all very beautiful.. whatever i could see through the window of the train... the announcements were in dutch so didn't understand shit until one of the announcements had "centraal" in em. so i got off at the 'centraal' and it was a little weird as it didn't seem to be the same 'centraal' i had once seen on wikipedia.. so i get off and go out and the building is complete different.. i have no map or anything to tell me where the heck i was...

i later inquired where the bus to 'kirkstraat' would be located.. and the lady at the reception told me that i was in 'utrecht'.. a city not very far from amsterdam. so i went back and this time made sure which trains went to amsterdam centraal, instead of any other centraal (which by now i've learnt that centraal means central).

got on the train to amsterdam centraal without a ticket hahaa. i wouldn't be bothered to purchase another ticket.. i took the risk... and if anything happened, i planned to play dumb... the ride was smooth and i didn't get checked for the ticket. i got off at amsterdam centraal.. and all of a sudden i see this city of beautiful architecture, lights, a light drizzle and music... it all seemed so very surreal to me.. it felt very dreamy... the entire night that night did..

so i took tram #2, as instructed by my hostel.. and i stopped on the fifth stop. took the first right, walked for 3 mins and there you go... Hans Brinker Hostel.. dropped off my luggage and i was out to GET SOME BUZZIN N' LOVIN..