After soaking up an English soccer triumph over Croatia at Wembley Stadium (for videos of this check out my twitter page) on Wednesday night, I jumped over to Amsterdam to meet up with an old friend of mine. As this was my first venture into the hedonistic culture that attracts and engulfs droves of curious travelers to the Red Light District, I was not too sure what to expect. Would there be total chaos and flocks of disoriented foreigners clogging the streets or would there be a level of sophistication to their indulgences? From my experience, there seemed to be a little bit of each. While the streets were alive with the smell of sin and inebriated souls, it didn’t feel like it was out of control. In fact, there was a level of congeniality I hadn’t anticipated. One working girl was even kind enough to open her door and give us directions when we were a bit lost, which I thought was very courteous of her. We ended up getting outside the District to go to a local club, Paradiso, for the better part of the night, which was just like any university dance party back home. Although, I found it a bit concerning when a Kid Cudi remix made the crowd go silent while the Black Eyed Peas had the girls hot and bothered.
Overall, the 24 hours I spent in Amsterdam were much enjoyed. The canals make for a good looking city and there was lots to keep us busy. If we had more time I am sure we would have been able to check out some of the museums here as there is some interesting stuff. In my opinion, Amsterdam could be enjoyed in a weekend but I don’t think you’d need any more time than that. The scene is what it is, nothing more and nothing less. Now I am off to Paris for the weekend so I will post on that later. I already know its gonna be ridiculous.