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Hi! I'm Charlotte, an 18-year-old Dane who just finished high school.

I've always loved to travel, and have decided to put life at home on a hold and go traveling around the world for the next 3+ years, hopefully, in the process, learning more about myself, my surroundings and the people I meet on my way.

Interrail Diaries day 29: Amsterdam

Updated: Mar 6, 2019

It wasn’t nearly as cold this morning when we woke up and I had slept much better without the ticket hunting at midnight and the fear of sinking the boat waking me up. Zuzanna did for some reason go to the bathroom to throw up in the middle of the night, but was luckily completely fine this morning, having probably just eaten something bad.

We quickly got up and out, where we met Steven’s (our host) children on their way to school. We ourselves walked to the train station and took the train to Amsterdam Central once again.

We walked to the vegan cafe and shop Vegabond, where we ate an amazing breakfast out of coconut shells.

After having eaten we went to the the ’Our Lord in the Attic’ museum. It was an amazing museum where we walked through the historic house from the Dutch Golden Age (17th Century) and ended in the incredible hidden Catholic church in the attic that was used for mass in the time it was prohibited in public but tolerated if kept out of sight. It was truly worth every euro.

Afterward we still had an hour to kill until our free guided walking tour started at 1 pm, and so we sat down by the canal enjoying the sun and good weather.

We walked to the old church where the guided tour began and met up with our tour guide Loeke and the other tourists. The tour took about 3 hours and was focused on story telling more than attractions, as Loeke took us all around Amsterdam teaching us about Amsterdam throughout history - touching on subjects such as prostitution, marijuana, religion, the Jewish community and the city’s way to power and money. It was extremely interesting and Loeke was the best tour guide imaginable - she was so passionate and knowledgeable, but at the same time extremely friendly, laid back and funny. I can’t believe we haven’t done one of these tours sooner!

The smallest house in Amsterdam

Loeke managed to make everything interesting and kept it mostly fun while also reminding us of the darker parts like slavery and the second world war. All in all we really got to know the city, its history and its different areas and all without paying anything (besides tipping of course).

And as luck would have it Loeke was vegan too and hung around for a while to recommend great places to eat.

By the time we said goodbye to Loeke it was 4.30 pm and so we decided against eating a late lunch, since the ramen place Loeke had recommended would open soon anyway, and we could therefore save the money by combining lunch and dinner.

We instead took a look inside Vegalife, a fully vegan store with vegan shoes, cookbooks, bags and more, just to waste time really.

When the clock struck 5 pm, we made our way to Tokyo Ramen IKI that according to Loeke sold the best vegan ramen in town. We had been on a bit of a ramen craze since the incredible noodle soup we had gotten in Bruges, and so we thought that we would try it, hoping to find something that could compare. And I really think it could: the ramen was delicious and, I think, almost as good as the other one.

After dinner we decided to take a stroll through the streets of the Jordaan district, which was supposedly a really cosy and hip area, where we made a pitstop at Vegabond to buy some vegan stroop waffles so we could get a taste of Holland. We found a bench by the canal in the Jordaan area where we sat for a while eating the waffles and having fun.

We walked down a couple of random streets (that were indeed quite cosy) slowly making our way in the direction of the train station.

Just before reaching the train station we went grocery shopping for breakfast for the next morning, and then boarded the train back to Weesp and back to our little boat that I had grown increasingly fond of. We sat relaxing in our little kitchen for a while before going to bed, hoping for just one night without any trouble.

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