So I needed a jacket. It was so cold in Amsterdam, and for some reason, I was without a jacket. Here’s the problem. In case you haven’t heard, I don’t buy clothes. Especially jackets. It’s because I have so many jackets at home in New Zealand, I’m quite sure I should never need to buy

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This hostel doesn’t feel like a hostel. It feels like a bus station. Maybe even an airport. I sit in the corner of this enormous foyer, the size of a school assembly hall, watching people check in. It’s like a factory line, boom, boom, boom, one after the other. They hand over a passport, she

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It’s still early, and I’ve been wandering these Amsterdam streets for a couple of hours now. Before I head home, there’s one more thing left to do. Something that everyone does here in Amsterdam. The Amsterdam red light district is probably the most famous in the world, rivalled only by Thailand’s Soi Cowboy or Patpong.

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Amsterdam is known globally for it’s “coffee shop culture”, but most people don’t know what it’s actually like inside one. Neither did I, so my dorm buddy Chris and I decided to go find out. Coffee shops aren’t hard to find. In central Amsterdam you’ll find many of them scattered through the grid of bakeries

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