So after waking up from delayed sleeping pills, which had been recommended to me by some French friends, we lumbered out to catch our train at the Gare du Nord in Paris. We got to the train station at 5:45 and our train left at 6:25am. After our 3 hour train ride we arrived at the busy and beautiful central station in Amsterdam. Is there any big city that I have felt so at home? I like the way they talk, I love their style, they have great comfort food, they are 'the' bike people, ecofriendly, and easy going. Amsterdam is also called the Venice of the north, complete with open plazas filled with pigeons, surrounded by beautiful gilded stone buildings, high fashion shops, cafés and this Venice is a bustling one. Zoom! three heavy black bikes go by brushing beside you with the ring of their bells, stop! there's a tram coming through, wait! there's a car going down the road, watch out! for the rickshaw, make way! for the horse carriage, and even the occasional keep