To my surprise, just before Christmas, my (very lovely) boyfriend informed me that we were going on holiday. Except, it wasn’t for me to know where we were headed until later on and, I confess, heading to Amsterdam never crossed my mind. As a foreigner, it is very easy to get wrapped up in misconceptions when considering the Netherlands (read: copious amounts of lad’s holidays, stag and hen do’s and that the majority of Brits travel to Holland to, ahem, “take liberties”, as one local would say to me). It is a shame then that much of the history, beauty and culture of Amsterdam is overshadowed by the above (though of course, what you look for is what you’ll find). Skimming through pocket guides and Google is the best way forward. It is probably best to hit some of the big tourist spots, especially if it is your first visit or if you are on a short break, as we were.
Two weeks ago now (where did that “summer holiday” go, eh?) I had the pleasure of going on a weekend break with my boyfriend to LDN. Whatever gods there are out there must have been shining on us because the three days we spent in the capital we absolutely glorious in regards to weather, we could not have asked for a better trip with a only a single bout of raincloud blighting the sky – hey, this is Britain after all.