The train has three (as far as I can tell) different sections, the Silence section (watch out, if you are talking on your cellphone, someone just might come and yell at you!), the regular section (where people conversed loudly to each other NON-STOP the entire time they're on the train), and first class (where the seats are more comfortable, and there might be a private booth with doors).
Now Amsterdam. There were tourists everywhere! On a quick look around, there were little shops where they sell fries (of course), sex toy shops, sourvenier shops, and "coffee shops" with a distinct marajuna scent. In fact, that scent is pretty much everywhere as you walk around the city. Not a very pleasant smell, but I guess when you are high, you don't really care what it smells like.
The sourvenier shops are full of wooden clogs in various forms, sizes and patterns; windmills, sex and coffee shop/weed on various items including postcards, magenets, shot glasses, keychains and more.
The red light distrcit. ahh... well, it looked a lot like the red light district in Groningen, only MUCH bigger. There are even hookers in windows on the second floors. There's even a section with transvestites. Some of them are so "decorated" that Í couldn't tell that they're not female! There were strip clubs, peep shows and live sex show clubs everywhere. 25 euro, on average, will get you in the door.
There're buses and trams in the city that run on electric lines above and tracks below. I haven't seen the buses with electric lines above in ages, since I was little in China. Speaking of China, we went through the Chinatown. It was small, but adorned with the usual Chinese bakery, Chinese restaurants and grocery stores. I tried hard to find egg custard tart, but failed. I'm told one of the bakery down the street serves it, but since it was close to 5pm and the stores were closing fast, I couldn't get to it in time for them. This 5 pm closing time is for the birds, I tell u!
After a full day of walking all aruond Amsterdam (crossing the main section several times), we took the train back to Groningen and had ourselves another expensive dinner, this time in an Italian restaurant. I'm told there are NO chain restaurants other than McD's, KFC and BK. The Italian restaurant was small (most of the restaurants here are), and packed. The food was rich and yummy for the most part. I had a shrimp salad that was wayyyyy too rich, and mussels that were delicious. The cheesy pasta side dish was awful in my opinion, since I'm not a big cheese fan and cheesy pasta was just not my thing. Yeah, I know, I'm weird. :D
After dinner, we had a beer and iced tea in a local pub. It being Saturday night, the city was hopping. But it being only 10pm, it wasn't quite as hopping as it would be at midnight, I'm told. I feel old!
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