On Thursday I took the train from Amsterdam to Haarlem to meet up with my tour group. It was about a 20 minute walk from my hotel to the train station, and then about 10 from the Haarlem station to our hotel. This doesn’t sound like a big deal until you strap a 20+ lb backpack on my back, and a 5+ lb day bag, and then it’s another story. I’m glad that I will only have to do that between locations.
I am completely enamored with this city. I’m so glad that I decided to come here a couple of days early to explore on my own. It really is impossible to capture the wonder of this place in photos, especially since I’ve limited myself to my iPhone camera for now, but the highlights from the day are in the photo gallery below.
I started my day in Dubai, hitting a breakfast buffet for a quick bite to hold me over until my flight. It was crowded, so I joined another solo traveller, who just happened to be an Italian man from Venice. I already love international travel — I’ve seen a beautiful tapestry of people, and heard various languages, all in the last two days. It’s fantastic.
I somehow lost the text of this post. It was mostly about the drama with my luggage from Seattle to Dubai to Africa. Good times.