Let me explain. What's to explain, people. I like chocolate. Except, this chocolate is for people back home. I came across a Marks & Spencer's, and boy did I buy too many things made of chocolate. Mint chocolate, orange chocolate, white chocolate and honeycombed chocolate. Then I saw a cool little shop and they had weird looking chocolate bars that weighed a ton (that'll be good for shipping costs back home, good thinking, Hayley!)
Also, remember Bubble Tape and how they don't make it anymore? Boy did I find something hilarious! That's Cola flavoured "Bubble 'n Roll", which if I'm not mistaken, is pretty damn similar to Bubble Tape, at least in concept. That's being shipped back too, so if you're one of the lucky ones, you too can destroy yourself with "food" in the form of tape! Meh, you know it'll only last 30 seconds anyway.
In addition, there's literally a pile of chocolate bars and chocolate-adjacent items to be wrapped and shipped that is 18 layers high. Yes, 18. That includes the 6 I bought yesterday, so caaaalm doooown! lol
Go big or go home, you guys! Oh, and I bought four little mini, and I mean mini, glass Nutella jars. Just adorable!
It started with a cat food sandwich (today it was some form of walnut and red pepper spread, quite different but delicious), which I took with me as I walked to the Van Gogh museum. That walk, though it seemed close, was not at all close. I think I walked for 30-40 minutes, but that was fine because there was a delicious bakery on the way where I bought this!
I'm not even sure what was in it! All I know is that once I got to the museum, I had a few minutes before my pre-booked timeslot, and sat in the park eating it. It was an eclair, I think we can all agree, the pastry was flakey, unlike a usual eclair. The cream inside was sooooo fluffy, and the topping had a very slight coffee taste. While I don't love a cup of actual coffee, the smell and slight hint at the taste is pretty great. Also, no sugar stomach ache after! That either means it was made of super-natural ingredients, or that it was made of super-fake ingredients that my stomach couldn't even register as food. Fingers crossed for the first one!
From there it was Van Gogh museum time! I'd seen his huge line of people and thought that it might be where I was to go. Then I saw a small line, and went to that one instead. Already armed with my ticket on my cell, I apparently chose the right line, because they let me right in! They don't let you take too many pictures there, and none inside the museum, for pretty good reason, so here's what the outside and inner lobby look like.
It was a indepth museum, Van Gogh and Edvard Munch were compared a lot, side by side and throughout some of the other rooms in the museum. I like Van Gogh better, felt like he had more personality in his work. Plus Van Gogh's life story is much more intriguing, and pretty devastating, since he's now known as one of the most brilliant artists ever, and had such a tragic life, with only ten years of creating his work before he shot himself. Plus his ear was cut off, which he is also quite famous for.
Then I bought two very fun things! There's of course a whole store of everything anyone could ever imagine with a Van Gogh print of some description on it. You name it, they had it. I didn't want any of those things, I've had enough plastic mouse pads in my day, thanks very much!
I bought these two very fun little ceramic vase-like things! They're pretty tiny, the largest of the two being about 6" tall.
Looooove them!
From there, I walked, and walked, and walked and got lost, and walked lost, and got found and then lost again. Here are some things I saw in my losty foundy moments.
So gorgeous with the Fall leaves, and the sun going down!
The boat tour yesterday explained that some homes still have these old-school symbols or little pictures on the homes because back on the day houses didn't have numbers, so you would just say, "Mine is the house with the boat on the water with trees."
What-a-nightmare it must have been to find a damn house back then! Like, were the boat tiles in some kind of order? You'd spend months just traipsing up and down the streets looking for the damn boat!
There is sooooooo much cheese here in Amsterdam, even more than in Paris. It makes for interesting nose moments, but also for interesting mouth moments!
I could have stated that a little less oddly, but oh well!
The parents were just like, "Yeah, cool, cool, cool, go for it, feed those birds from a foreign land, nothing to worry about here kids!"
I should also note that I made the choice to walk through the Red Light Disctict today. I don't know what I was expecting, but it was pretty dark. And I don't mean the light, I mean the mood. It was just... I don't know, a little sad maybe? Maybe it's different at night when there are more people, less "daytime viewers", but it felt unsettling to me.
And booooy was there weed being smoked, wowzers! You could smell it a mile away, and then when I walked by a bar that was fully dedicated to it, man-a-live it was like bathing in a pot cloud!
From there I went and had a simple chicken and French fry dinner, wasn't into being out too late tonight, so went back "home" and have been relaxing. How it's already 1:15am I have no idea!
Tomorrow's task will be finding out how I ship stuff, and going to the Anne Frank House. It's got a constant line around the corner about 100 people long, and all of the online tickets are sold out, so that'll be a big chunk out of the day.
Nighty McNighterson, folks. Until tomorrow!
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