We’ve reached the ‘A’, Amsterdam. Our train stopped for an hour on the way here, which we assumed was all of Europe trying to stop us from leaving…especially seeing as they chose not to stop the bar, but alas we made it. Dam it. Our final destination is the land of tulips, clogs, dykes, windmills, red lights, a tasty breakfast sauce and Dutch ovens. There are also a plethora of coffee houses, but when you go in and try to order a flat white or a long black they send you to a different part of town???

We didn’t have much time here, but still managed the Rijksmuseum, Van Gogh Museum and the Heineken Experience. Which is not a brewery tour, but an Experience! Willy Wonka of beers, if Willy Wonka only made one product. The Dutch are amazing how they can preach responsible use of their product, just before telling you to skull and get out before the next group.

We managed a few laps of the oldest red light district (a few more than Lea would have liked, a few less than James would have liked), but spent more of our time in the beautiful suburbs. A lovely city, but we’re glad we started in Croatia and did Z to A rather than A to Z. We’ll never forget walking through the gates in Dubrovnik to start this incredible time of our lives,

That’s it, the honeymoon is over.  Goodbye Europe.

Thanks for watching.

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And most importantly, thank you to my beautiful wife for this life changing adventure. Eight weeks together and I’m more in love than ever. I can’t wait to be back in our home…when’s our next holiday?