After leaving the girls in Prague I get on the overnight train to amsterdam which is not half as bad I thought it wuld be I end up having my own cabin with a bed and everything, so I get to Amsterdam feeling refreshed and ready to meet me long lost rock loving bff Sam!.. and his friend Mitch who is at uni there and whos floor we will be staying on. Mitch takes on the weirdest but most wonderful cheese tour of Amsterdam, this is not a normal tourist attraction but there happen to be a lot of cheese shops in Amsterdam offering free samples so for some reason we go round each one trying all the tasters before moving on to the next! We also take a trip to the sex museum (standard) and a walk round the red light district. That night Mitch is being boring and doesnt come out, me and Sam get absolutley smashed and the next day are trying to work out why Sams jeans are completly ripped in half, we worked out that we thought it would be a great idea to walk across the tram line and scale a 7 foot fence instead of walking around which would have probably been much quicker. Anyway we spend the rest of the day wondering around Amsterdam and rent a pedelo along the canals which I of course didnt help with much but was a very different and amazing way to see the city. We spend the last night and my final night of the whole trip! In the student union watching Mitch try and pull dutch girls which was very entertaining! The next morning we are on are easyjet flight home and in under an hour I am back where I started in London. I had been ththinking of this moment for months, seeing my family there waiting at the gate for me with signs, baloons, banners, like you always see on facebook when people return after their long trips?

Well no of course not. My dad was late to the airport so it was not how I imagined it at all. But I am back. Absolutley skint, 2 stone heavier and with a boyfirend on the otherside of the world. But I wouldn't change a thing!