After a stupendous bus ride, complete with a Shawshank Redemption moment to top it off ("I'm a man of the inside now..."), I find myself in the Land of the Dutch. However, this isn't going to be a long entry, as I really didn't come to Amsterdam to see Amsterdam. :)
Still, what I saw was pretty and lively, and I fully plan to return in a more touristy capacity one day. Just a couple of notes...

1. Coffee shops don't sell coffee.

2. Dutch bikes need a little getting used to.

3. Coffee shops REALLY don't sell coffee.

Thus concludes my thoroughly pleasant stay with some awesome company in the Netherlands. I'm not going to linger any longer, because it's so close to England and so cheap to get to, I can come back at any time. So with my backpack loaded, a new spring in my step and Touchwood by my side, I head into the wilds of Germany. Wish me luck...

Cuddles and love and wooly mittens,

Pip

PS. It just hit midnight here, which makes it my Dads birthday in german time. Love you, you big fool, and I'll ring you in the morning x