Day 1: Amsterdam

What day is it? What time is it? I know I left Friday, and I've slept in two airports, two planes, and a hostel bunk bed since then, so it's probably what? Tuesday by now? And why am I so tired if it seems like I've done nothing but sleep since I got to YVR? And how did I get that piercing?

Anyhow, Amsterdam's same crazy awesome shit as last time, only now it's sunny during the day and the sun doesn't set at four in the afternoon. The bikers are still crazy, the canals are still pretty, and the coffeeshops still don't really cater to your caffeine jones. Tomorrow is culture day, where I'll go see the Rijksmuseum, hopefully catch the Caravaggio exhibit, and maybe try to see Rembrandthuis. For tonight, right now I'm chilling in the hostel bar, but who knows where the night will lead.